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Agents of S.H.I.E.L.D.: Nexus
Heroes of Olympus: the Next Age of Heroes
Once Upon A Time
X-Men: Darkness Rising
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Morose ✨Krakoan Princess✨
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Cecily Ashworth
{"Happy endings are only found in comic books."}Roleplays:
- Darker Than Black
- Abandoned Hope (NPC)
- The Horrors of Coventry (Claimed NPC)
- X-Men: Darkness Rising - the Brotherhood (NPC)
Cecily Ashworth
Character Summary
Name: Cecily Eleanor Ashworth
Aliases: Rogue, Celery, Cecil, C, Ashworth
Age: 23
Birthday: October 19th,
Ethnicity: Caucasian (American)
Birth Place: Seattle, Washington
Residence: Classic Building, Unit 3C, Justice, California
Gender: Female
Major/Minor: Chemistry/Biology
Occupation: Forensic Technician specializing in toxicology,
Languages: English (first language), French (learning/proficient but not yet fluent)
Appearance
Height:5’6”
Weight:142 pounds
Build:Curvy
Eyes:A grey-green that almost seem to switch colors in different lighting
Hair:Warm, caramel almost blonde-brown
Skin Tone:Pale, yet not extremely
Tattoos/Scars/Piercings:She has a tattoo of a dopamine molecule on her wrist
Personal Style: Given that she works in the lab, she usually has her hair pulled back and some sort of short sleeved shirt on, never anything with strings such as necklaces. She wears nice blouses, jeans, and comfortable black combat-style boots.
Psychology
Intelligent * Critical * Determined * Pessimistic * Compassionate * Socially Awkward
Sexuality: Asexual
Relationship Status:Single
Personality: Minimal 2 paragraphs that tells us how the characters mind works
On a surface level, Cecily appears to be incredibly smart, but also a bit of a downer. She gets extremely excited when talking about minor things in Chemistry and other sciences, as well as when talking about who is going to be playing Spiderman for what seems like its fifteenth reboot. Below this level, however, Cecily’s social awkwardness is revealed, as while she is critical, her sharpness is ultimately a product of her caring and striving after a singular purpose. She is fixated with the idea of figuring out what is true, rather than what is right or wrong. She doesn’t care about morality—she cares about finding the actual series of events and ensuring that they are brought to life.
Her fixation with comic books and other heroes are due to her need to believe in something good in the world. Working in a crime lab takes an enormous toll on her mind, as she constantly is reminded of the worst of humanity. She uses movies and novels and comics as an escape from reality, in order to finally believe that there can be something good out there.
Beyond this, she is an incredibly loyal and determined person. She follows her moral compass and acts accordingly, operating within the framework of mind that appeals to her sense of logic. If she trusts someone and cares about them, she’ll do anything for them.
Habits: Tapping her foot, tugging at her hair
Hobbies: Writing fanfiction, cosplaying, reading
Fears:
- Being buried alive
- Being sexually assaulted
- Any sort of improvising—having to come up with something on the spot due to not knowing the answer
Likes:
- MythBusters reruns
- Hedgehogs
- Silent films
- Marvel Comic Books (Jessica Jones especially)
- Documentaries on paranormal activity and other topics she deems absurd
- Waiting for Godot
Dislikes:
- Naturopathic people and those of similar anti-science mindsets
- Running/any form of exercise
- Seafood
- Driving
- Shopping
- Speaking on the phone
Cards On The Table
General World Skills:
- Knowledge of Chemistry
- Knowledge of Biology
- Knowledge of Toxicology
- Driving (car)
- Marvel Universe Knowledge
- Deduction
- Juno Hideouts
- Explosives
Combat Skills:
- Pistol
- Basic self defense moves of Tae Kwon Do (wrist escapes and such)
- Cool Headedness
- Constitution
What Is On Your Person:
- Cell Phone (iPhone 5c with a Hufflepuff case)
- Pepper Spray canister
- Clothing – Black denim jacket, light blue blouse, dark washed jeans, black combat boots, black hair tie, black ankle socks
- Star Wars keychain
- ID Badge for the Crime Lab
- Wallet—Debit card, Starbucks gift card, Drivers License, $25 cash, Insurance card, Emergency Contact information card, Bus tickets
- Keys for Apartment
- Old gum wrappers
- Small black purse
Apartment:
- Mac laptop
- Jessica Jones comic books
- Complete Harry Potter series
- Old Chemistry and Biology textbooks
- Small, 9 millimeter pistol
- Ammunition for said pistol
- Lord of the Rings merchandise
- Spare lab coats
- Old, damaged stuffed cat from childhood (named Dog)
- Beaten up, used chevy-Impala for transportation. She got it cheap. It hardly works.
- Black Butler cosplay
History
What Brings You To The City:
Essentially, Cecily came to Justice for work. As mentioned in the next section, her parents instilled in her a complex that relied upon the need to find truth in order to deliver justice in the world. The name seemed to be oddly fitting, and being in California, Cecily had fantasies of driving to Hollywood and seeing her favorite actors. The job offered to her in Justice appeared to be perfect for her, and since she moved there, she’s found that the unique vibe of the city appeals to her greatly. However, she does dream of potentially moving on to LA and working the LA beat instead.
Life Before You Moved In:
Cecily was born in Seattle, Washington to two high powered lawyers. They were in town for a case, and she spent her entire life following them around the country, watching as they attempted to bring people to justice (or rather, to make a profit!) In order to justify their shady tactics and deals to their daughter, they told Cecily that the most important thing was the preserve the truth and ensure it was revealed. This principle quickly engrained itself into her skull, pushing her towards becoming a forensic technician.
Due to her heavy amount of traveling, she constantly went from culture to culture, and noticed that science and math were the only things that changed the same. It didn’t matter if she was in Washington or Florida – an atom was an atom and two equaled two. The consistency of it gave her stability in her almost nomadic lifestyle, and because of her parents’ prestige and friends, she was accepted at Carnegie Mellon to study Chemistry. She quickly added a minor in Biology as the credits worked out and it would easily allow her to use her skills towards finding out the truth in crimes. Upon graduation, she missed the West Coast dearly, and was quite wistful for some sunshine. The town of Justice, California—with its quite iconic name—appeared to be perfect. Local law enforcement needed a new forensic technician, and with her credentials, she easily won the position.
Beyond her career, at Carnegie Mellon, she graduated with honors but also served as the president of the Fandom Club. This club would meet up about once a month in order to discuss various comic books and movies and novels. She gained some minor leadership skills from this, but mostly, it just helped her get discounted passes to Comic Con. She met a few good friends there, but they’ve largely gone out of contact with her since she moved to California.
Life Since You Moved In:
Working as a forensic technician requires her to constantly be on call, and for a while after moving, the work got to her. She ended up seeing a psychiatrist due to the depressing nature of the work, but after about two years in therapy, she’s able to stand on her own. She tries to get herself to work out every now and then, but most of the time, she’d rather use her free time reading comic books or catching up on television reruns.
While she does have a few friends, most of them are from work. Bonnie is the name of her best friend, and the two of them tend to spend a lot of time together – Bonnie works part time as a forensic artist, essentially trying to sketch faces of victims. Her parents are indifferent to her work, as while it does go along with the values they instilled in her as a child, forensic technicians ended up making it harder for them to get their clients off with short sentences, causing them to not have the fondest opinion of them. They get together on major holidays, but beyond that, Cecily hardly sees them.
Through her work, Cecily received training on how to operate a pistol and some basic self defense classes. Even though she is just a lab technician, she was able to receive the training at a discounted rate, and being a woman in a city, she gladly signed up for it.
All in all, her job has caused her to become a bit disillusioned with the world. She does love to read about heroes, but she has begun to believe that they only exist in comic books, after seeing all of the crime and death. It’s partially why she clings to novels and movies so much—to get some sort of optimism in her life.
Extras
Character Quote: There are no heroes.
Theme Song: Crystallize by Lindsey Sterling
Dirty Little Secret:She analyzed evidence and got results that allowed a criminal to walk free. Said criminal raped and killed a little girl, and she blames herself for him being free.
Anything Else: http://www.roleplayerguild.com/posts/3626427
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Cecily Eleanor Ashworth
"There are no heroes. Just people trying to make sense out of nonsense."
Biography: The head of the tiny forensics department in Altsoba, Cecily is a bit of a fanatic about her work. Most find her to be creepy or disturbing, but she considers herself to be a finder of truth. As a boss goes, she's an extreme stickler for the rules, and many forensic techs don't last long in the small town. As an atheist, she is surprisingly open minded about the apocalypse, thinking of the quote in the first Thor movie: "magic is simply science we do not yet understand." The only thing she loves more than a corpse, of course, is a good comic book.
Cecily Ashworth
Character Summary
Name: Cecily Eleanor Ashworth
Aliases: Cecylia Eleonora Lehnsherr; C
Age: 23
Time: December 13th, 2015
Death: Cecily was trapped inside the police station as it burned down. Her body was never recovered but she was listed as a casualty of the Altsoba Massacre.
Gender: Female
Occupation: Forensics Department Head
Appearance
Height: 5’6”
Weight: 142 pounds
Build: Curvy
Eyes: A grey-green that almost seem to switch colors in different lighting
Hair: Warm, caramel almost blonde-brown
Skin Tone: Pale, yet not extremely
Tattoos/Scars/Piercings: She has a tattoo of a dopamine molecule on her wrist
Psychology
Intelligent * Critical * Determined * Pessimistic * Loyal * Socially Awkward
Personality: On a surface level, Cecily appears to be incredibly smart, but also a bit of a downer. She gets extremely excited when talking about minor things in Chemistry and other sciences, as well as when talking about who is going to be playing Batman for what seems like its fifteenth reboot. Below this level, however, Cecily’s social awkwardness is revealed, as while she is critical, her sharpness is ultimately a product of her caring and striving after a singular purpose. She is fixated with the idea of figuring out what is true, rather than what is right or wrong. She doesn’t care about morality—she cares about finding the actual series of events and ensuring that they are brought to life.
Her fixation with comic books and other heroes are due to her need to believe in something good in the world. Working in a crime lab takes an enormous toll on her mind, as she constantly is reminded of the worst of humanity. She uses movies and novels and comics as an escape from reality, in order to finally believe that there can be something good out there.
Beyond this, she is an incredibly loyal and determined person. She follows her moral compass and acts accordingly, operating within the framework of mind that appeals to her sense of logic. If she trusts someone and cares about them, she’ll do anything for them.
History
General History: Cecily was born in Seattle, Washington to two high powered lawyers. Cecily spent her entire childhood following them around the country, watching as they attempted to bring people to justice (or rather, to make a profit!) In order to justify their shady tactics and deals to their daughter, they told Cecily that the most important thing was the preserve the truth and ensure it was revealed. This principle quickly engrained itself into her skull, pushing her towards becoming a forensic technician.
Due to her heavy amount of traveling, she constantly went from culture to culture, and noticed that science and math were the only things that changed the same. It didn’t matter if she was in Washington or Florida – an atom was an atom and two equaled two. The consistency of it gave her stability in her almost nomadic lifestyle, and because of her parents’ prestige and friends, she was accepted at Carnegie Mellon to study Chemistry. She quickly added a minor in Biology as the credits worked out and it would easily allow her to use her skills towards finding out the truth in crimes. Upon graduation, she missed the West Coast dearly and worked in Seattle's crime lab for a little while, before getting offered a job with better pay in Altsoba.
Now the head of the tiny forensics department in Altsoba, Cecily is continues to be a bit of a fanatic about her work. Most find her to be creepy or disturbing, but she considers herself to be a finder of truth. As a boss goes, she's an extreme stickler for the rules, and many forensic techs don't last long in the small town. As an atheist, she is surprisingly open minded about the apocalypse, thinking of the quote "magic is simply science we do not yet understand." The only thing she loves more than a corpse, of course, is a good comic book.
Extras
Character Quote: "There are no heroes. Just people trying to make sense out of nonsense."
Theme Song: Nightmares by Chameleon Circuit
Previous Roleplays: Abandoned Hope
Anything Else: ~provided in previous CS~
Cecily Ashworth
Character Summary
Name: Cecily Eleanor Ashworth
Aliases: Cecylia Eleonora Lehnsherr; C; Plasma
Age: 28
Gender: Female
Appearance
Height: 5’6”
Weight: 142 pounds
Build: Curvy
Eyes: A grey-green that almost seem to switch colors in different lighting
Hair: Warm, caramel almost blonde-brown
Skin Tone: Pale, yet not extremely
Tattoos/Scars/Piercings: She has a tattoo of a dopamine molecule on her wrist
Psychology
Intelligent * Pessimistic
Personality:
On a surface level, Cecily appears to be incredibly smart, but also a bit of a downer. She gets extremely excited when talking about minor things in Chemistry and other sciences, as well as when talking about who is going to be playing Batman for what seems like its fifteenth reboot. Below this level, however, Cecily’s social awkwardness is revealed, as while she is critical, her sharpness is ultimately a product of her caring and striving after a singular purpose. Until recently, that purpose had been helping the Brotherhood of Mutants in making strides for mutant rights.
History
Cecily was born in Seattle, Washington to two high powered lawyers. Cecily spent her entire childhood following them around the country, watching as they attempted to bring people to justice (or rather, to make a profit!) In order to justify their shady tactics and deals to their daughter, they told Cecily that the most important thing was the preserve the truth and ensure it was revealed. This principle quickly engrained itself into her skull, pushing her towards becoming a forensic technician.
Due to her heavy amount of traveling, she constantly went from culture to culture, and noticed that science and math were the only things that changed the same. It didn’t matter if she was in Washington or Florida – an atom was an atom and two equaled two. The consistency of it gave her stability in her almost nomadic lifestyle, and because of her parents’ prestige and friends, she was accepted at Carnegie Mellon to study Chemistry. She quickly added a minor in Biology as the credits worked out and it would easily allow her to use her skills towards finding out the truth in crimes. Upon graduation, she missed the West Coast dearly and worked in Seattle's crime lab for a little while, before getting offered a job with better pay in Altsoba.
She was the head of the tiny forensics department in Altsoba - yeah, that Altsoba. She was killed during the Altsoba Massacre, but her body was never recovered. She was simply listed as a casualty, with the authorities assuming that her remains had been burned beyond identification. What happened was perhaps something worse. Her mother had had an affair with one of their clients - an Erik Lensherr - and he had been her real father. He sent Layla Miller to Altsoba to collect Cecily and Layla used her power, resurrecting Cecily from the dead.
But Cecily was never the same after that. Whatever came back from the dead, it wasn't Cecily. She was broken and the Brotherhood of Mutants gave her stability. She no longer believed in heroes, and as much as she wanted to believe in Magneto's cause, she couldn't. She was just following through the motions. Once the Brotherhood was captured and sent to the Raft, Cecily found a small piece of herself in the isolation chambers. She was horrified with what she had almost done and agreed to cooperate with the authorities.
Powers
- Matter State Manipulation - The user of this power can change any substance to another state of matter. The substance may or may not change heat depending on the user.
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Chloe "Tuesday" Ridgeway
{"I'm fucking tired of pretending to be someone I could never be."}Roleplays:
Tuesday Ridgeway
Character Summary
Name: Chloe Madison Ridgeway
Aliases: Tuesday, Inmate 51434-499, College, Red, Riley's Nerdy Twin
Age: 28
Birthday: September 29th, 1988
Ethnicity: White
Birth Place: Grimm, Indiana
Location: Los Angeles
Gender: Female
Major/Minor: Pre-Med
Occupation: Temp
Languages: English, Spanish
Appearance
Height: 5'4
Weight: 150 pounds
Build: Thin and narrow, sticklike
Eyes: Pale blue green
Hair: Ginger
Skin Tone: Pale
Tattoos/Scars/Piercings: Behind her right ear, she has a diamond tattoo. On her left wrist, she has a bracelet style tattoo. On her left ankle, she has an infinity-heart tattoo. She has three piercings on each ear.
Personal Style: After having to wear a prison uniform for two years, Tuesday is incredibly happy to have her normal wardrobe back. She tends to dress business casual, enjoying being able to actually look like a person. To her, this means slacks and a nice blouse, potentially a blazer, and a decent jacket. Nice shoes are good to come by, but converse make more sense to her, in terms of comfort.
Psychology
Humorous * Susceptible * Witty * Vulnerable
Sexuality: Homosexual
Relationship Status: Single
Personality: Tuesday has become a lot more blunt and carefree than she was in high school. She's developed a bit of a "give 'em hell" attitude, constantly cracking jokes and being defiant in general. She's also obsessive, something that once helped her achieve straight As, but now is causing her to become more and more susceptible to drugs. Addiction comes easy to her. Of course, that doesn't mean she isn't witty and clever--she's incredibly smart, but she doesn't always use her brains for the best purpose now.
She's also incredibly sensitive, needing to please people. This caused her drive to do what her parents wished, becoming the perfect child while her sister became the trouble child. Prison caused her to grow a bit of a tough and snarky cover for this, but she still craves that acceptance, and can easily be hurt by criticisms. She hides her pain and fears behind humor, searching constantly for something that will truly make the pain and heartache stop, no matter the cost. In essence, she's the perfect child who fell off the wagon after moving out, trying to hold themselves together and avoiding seeking help.
Habits: Scratching her wrist, rolling her eyes, interjecting in conversations, smirking
Hobbies: Doing drugs, writing, biking, pool
Fears:
- Failure
- Going back to prison
- Police officers
Likes:
- Drugs (any kind, anywhere!)
- Organization (lists)
- Comedy shows
- Getting calls from her inmate friends
- Open spaces
- Accomplishing tasks
Dislikes:
- Authority
- Peer pressure
- Pets
- Imperfection
- Crashes/Lows
- Judgmental people
History
Thoughts On the Murder: Of course, Chloe didn't like Simone. They had one class together, a required one, and were assigned to be lab partners. Chloe ended up doing all of the work, and quickly grew tired of working with Simone. Her friends would always talk about how Simone picked on them, how she left them to do all of the work in a project. She hated anything that jeopardized her grades, as well as hurt her friends, and Simone met both of those labels. She wasn't exactly sad when Simone died, but she was shocked someone would want to kill her. After all, if they hated her that much, they only had about a week or so left in the same school as her. There was no reason to kill her at that point, Chloe figured. It didn't make sense to her, and it was entirely too gruesome. She hated seeing the corpse fall to the ground, and couldn't help but be horrified by it. She never knew that Simone could be worse in death than in life.
History During H.S.:Growing up, Chloe's parents were incredibly demanding. They pushed her towards excellence and perfection, constantly taking her to ballet lessons, self defense classes, and violin lessons. If there was another parent taking their kid to the activity, Chloe was forced to do it. Among all of these other activities, her parents expected her to read "great" novels and keep up with politics, and maintain perfect grades in schools. At the age of three, they decided for her that she would become a surgeon.
Of course, Chloe tried to please her parents. She studied as hard as she could, and became a mess whenever she received a lower grade than an A. Forgoing a social life and sleep, Chloe managed to meet her parents expectations at the sacrifice of her sanity, and ended up in therapy for an anxiety disorder in her later high school years. She quit therapy soon after graduating, having been accepted to numerous universities, and while she wanted to go Indiana State, her parents decided for her that Stanford would be the appropriate choice.
Given that Riley was her twin sister, Chloe was compared to her quite often. As much as Riley struggled, Chloe succeeded. The pressure on her increased when Riley came out and was kicked out of the home. Chloe was forbidden to have contact with her twin sister, and feeling a need for her parents' continued praise and acceptance, she didn't try to stop them. She hardly spoke with her sister after that, only seeing her wander around the halls. They weren't in the same cliques, and they hardly mixed, with Riley struggling in classes and Chloe trying her hardest to be on top.
History Since Graduation:In college, Chloe was a pre-med student at Stanford University. Attempting to graduate with honors and holding an internship at a local hospital, Chloe turned to Aderall and energy drinks in order to be able to stay up and study. However, she quickly became addicted to aderall, and began to frequently use it, even on days with no assignments, no work, and no studying to be done. By her second year in college, Chloe was hooked, and found trouble getting the same sensations with the drug. Falling in with the wrong crowd of people, Chloe began smoking weed, before progressing to heroin and cocaine in her final year of college. She insisted that the drugs were merely to help her focus, and while she did graduate successfully, she was unable to find employment. She lost her focus and her drive, instead spending her days with the comforts of LSD and anything she could get her hands on.
Shortly after graduation, Chloe was attending a party with a wealthy politician's daughter. The pair of them left the party in a stolen vehicle and did heroin. They crashed the car, and while they attempted to cover it up, they were too high to do so properly. The police arrested Chloe and the politician's daughter, and due to the political connections, Chloe was sentenced to two years in federal prison, and the politician's daughter was given court mandated community service.
Chloe served her time at a minimum security federal prison in California. When she arrived, she was asked what her name was -- but thinking they asked for the day of the week, she replied "Tuesday." Ever since, she's gone by Tuesday. In prison, she mostly kept her nose clean, and attempted to go sober several times. Her job was acting as a courier of sorts to the guards, as she delivered mail to each correctional officer from the mail room. She was sent to solitary once, but beyond that, served her time with her head down.
Getting out of jail after serving her two years, Tuesday moved into the cheapest housing she could find in Los Angeles. Unable to find much work, Tuesday now works with a temp agency, unable to do anything with her pre-med knowledge as her LSD usage has essentially banned her from medical practice, as it can cause trips years after being used. Tuesday is only slightly disappointed with the choices she made, but enjoys telling everyone the lies about prison in a certain popular Netflix show.
Her parents are unaware that Tuesday is a lesbian, but once she was arrested, they disowned her as well. They didn't want a piece of "druggie filth" ruining the Ridgeway name. The only contact she had with her family was listening to her twin sister's songs when they came on the radio, and when Tuesday received an invitation to attend a reunion, she used one of her several credit cards to afford a flight, and went back to Indiana. A little bit nervous about the rumors that surely must have been flying around town, Tuesday resolved to face her fears, and meet her classmates head-on. And perhaps, she might be able to apologize to her sister.
Extras
Character Quote: "Shit always finds a way of going down."
Theme Song: Fuck You (Very Much) - Lily Allen
High School Clique: The Bookworms
Voted: Most Likely to Work Herself to Death
Why: As odd as it sounds, that's what Tuesday obsessed over in high school. It was all about achieving and getting the results that she needed, no matter what.
Anything Else: roleplayerguild.com/posts/3745222
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Tuesday Ridgeway
Character Summary
Name: Chloe Madison Ridgeway
Aliases: Tuesday, Inmate 51434-499, College, Red, Riley's Nerdy Twin
Age: 28
Birthday: September 29th, 1988
Ethnicity: White
Birth Place: Grimm, Indiana
Apartment Number:
Gender: Female
Major/Minor: Pre-Med
Occupation: Drug Smuggler -- Gets product in and out of prisons
Languages: English, Spanish
Appearance
Height: 5'4
Weight: 150 pounds
Build: Thin and narrow, sticklike
Eyes: Pale blue green
Hair: Ginger
Skin Tone: Pale
Tattoos/Scars/Piercings: Behind her right ear, she has a diamond tattoo. On her left wrist, she has a bracelet style tattoo. On her left ankle, she has an infinity-heart tattoo. She has three piercings on each ear.
Personal Style: After having to wear a prison uniform for two years, Tuesday is incredibly happy to have her normal wardrobe back. She tends to dress business casual, enjoying being able to actually look like a person. To her, this means slacks and a nice blouse, potentially a blazer, and a decent jacket. Nice shoes are good to come by, but converse make more sense to her, in terms of comfort.
Psychology
Humorous * Susceptible * Witty * Vulnerable
Sexuality: Homosexual
Relationship Status: Single
Personality: Tuesday has become a lot more blunt and carefree than she was in high school. She's developed a bit of a "give 'em hell" attitude, constantly cracking jokes and being defiant in general. She's also obsessive, something that once helped her achieve straight As, but now is causing her to become more and more susceptible to drugs. Addiction comes easy to her. Of course, that doesn't mean she isn't witty and clever--she's incredibly smart, but she doesn't always use her brains for the best purpose now.
She's also incredibly sensitive, needing to please people. This caused her drive to do what her parents wished, becoming the perfect child while her sister became the trouble child. Prison caused her to grow a bit of a tough and snarky cover for this, but she still craves that acceptance, and can easily be hurt by criticisms. She hides her pain and fears behind humor, searching constantly for something that will truly make the pain and heartache stop, no matter the cost. In essence, she's the perfect child who fell off the wagon after moving out, trying to hold themselves together and avoiding seeking help.
Habits: Scratching her wrist, rolling her eyes, interjecting in conversations, smirking
Hobbies: Doing drugs, writing, biking, pool
Fears:
- Failure
- Going back to prison
- Police officers
Likes:
- Drugs (any kind, anywhere!)
- Organization (lists)
- Comedy shows
- Getting calls from her inmate friends
- Open spaces
- Accomplishing tasks
Dislikes:
- Authority
- Peer pressure
- Pets
- Imperfection
- Crashes/Lows
- Judgmental people
Cards On The Table
General World Skills:
- Smuggling
- Medical knowledge
- Drug dealer hang outs
- Drawing
- Violin
Combat Skills:
- Tae Kwan Doe
- Shiv (weapon)
What Is On Your Person:
- Cigarettes
- Lighter
- Pocket knife
- Wallet: ID, $5 cash, debit card
- Phone: beaten up iPhone 4
- Apartment keys
- Clothing: Black converse, black socks, grey slacks, purple blouse, beige frock coat
Apartment:
- Spare Clothes From Prison (Worn on day of release): sweat pants, sweat shirt, rain boots
- Assortment of fiction and non-fiction books read in prison
- Drawings and notes made in celebration of her release date
- Framed degree from Stanford university
- Old, hardly working Dell laptop
- Violin
- Dagger
- 1 kilo of heroine
History
What Brings You to the City: Los Angeles was pretty much out for Tuesday now. The month in jail had gotten her only anger from her contacts, and most of her contracts dried up. It was time for a fresh start, and she recalled that one of her old friends, Ronni, had moved to Justice. The city was the Murder Capital of the US, but after her experiences in high school, it didn't bother her very much. However, she's hoping to avoid her sister's scrutiny, if at all possible.
History Before You Moved In:Growing up, Chloe's parents were incredibly demanding. They pushed her towards excellence and perfection, constantly taking her to ballet lessons, self defense classes, and violin lessons. If there was another parent taking their kid to the activity, Chloe was forced to do it. Among all of these other activities, her parents expected her to read "great" novels and keep up with politics, and maintain perfect grades in schools. At the age of three, they decided for her that she would become a surgeon.
Of course, Chloe tried to please her parents. She studied as hard as she could, and became a mess whenever she received a lower grade than an A. Forgoing a social life and sleep, Chloe managed to meet her parents expectations at the sacrifice of her sanity, and ended up in therapy for an anxiety disorder in her later high school years. She quit therapy soon after graduating, having been accepted to numerous universities, and while she wanted to go Indiana State, her parents decided for her that Stanford would be the appropriate choice.
Given that Riley was her twin sister, Chloe was compared to her quite often. As much as Riley struggled, Chloe succeeded. The pressure on her increased when Riley came out and was kicked out of the home. Chloe was forbidden to have contact with her twin sister, and feeling a need for her parents' continued praise and acceptance, she didn't try to stop them. She hardly spoke with her sister after that, only seeing her wander around the halls. They weren't in the same cliques, and they hardly mixed, with Riley struggling in classes and Chloe trying her hardest to be on top.
In college, Chloe was a pre-med student at Stanford University. Attempting to graduate with honors and holding an internship at a local hospital, Chloe turned to Aderall and energy drinks in order to be able to stay up and study. However, she quickly became addicted to aderall, and began to frequently use it, even on days with no assignments, no work, and no studying to be done. By her second year in college, Chloe was hooked, and found trouble getting the same sensations with the drug. Falling in with the wrong crowd of people, Chloe began smoking weed, before progressing to heroin and cocaine in her final year of college. She insisted that the drugs were merely to help her focus, and while she did graduate successfully, she was unable to find employment. She lost her focus and her drive, instead spending her days with the comforts of LSD and anything she could get her hands on.
Shortly after graduation, Chloe was attending a party with a wealthy politician's daughter. The pair of them left the party in a stolen vehicle and did heroin. They crashed the car, and while they attempted to cover it up, they were too high to do so properly. The police arrested Chloe and the politician's daughter, and due to the political connections, Chloe was sentenced to two years in federal prison, and the politician's daughter was given court mandated community service.
Chloe served her time at a minimum security federal prison in California. When she arrived, she was asked what her name was -- but thinking they asked for the day of the week, she replied "Tuesday." Ever since, she's gone by Tuesday. In prison, she mostly kept her nose clean, and attempted to go sober several times. Her job was acting as a courier of sorts to the guards, as she delivered mail to each correctional officer from the mail room. She was sent to solitary once, but beyond that, served her time with her head down.
Getting out of jail after serving her two years, Tuesday moved into the cheapest housing she could find in Los Angeles. Unable to find much work, Tuesday now works with a temp agency, unable to do anything with her pre-med knowledge as her LSD usage has essentially banned her from medical practice, as it can cause trips years after being used. Tuesday is only slightly disappointed with the choices she made, but enjoys telling everyone the lies about prison in a certain popular Netflix show.
Her parents are unaware that Tuesday is a lesbian, but once she was arrested, they disowned her as well. They didn't want a piece of "druggie filth" ruining the Ridgeway name. The only contact she had with her family was listening to her twin sister's songs when they came on the radio, and when she visited Riley during her class reunion. A serial killer put a slight damper on the mood. However, by the time Tuesday returned to Los Angeles, one of the girls in prison ratted her out. She was arrested and tossed in jail for more drug related charges, but this stint in prison was a far shorter one. Her lawyer was decent, and Tuesday's normal polished appearance helped to persuade the jury.
History Since You Moved In: Tuesday's been mostly focusing on getting herself oriented within the city. She's already picked up a few contracts, and has been smuggling drugs into the local prison. It's not too hard of a task to perform and the pay is decent. However, she can't deny the overwhelming feelings of guilt for it. She's been sending in examples of her drawing and writing to various places, whenever those feelings overwhelm her. Perhaps she'll get honest work.
Extras
Character Quote: "Shit always finds a way of going down."
Theme Song: Fuck You (Very Much) - Lily Allen
Dirty Little Secret: She was sent into solitary confinement for stabbing a fellow inmate. She usually claims that it was for arguing with a guard instead over a sexist comment.
Anything Else: roleplayerguild.com/posts/3745222
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Chloe Ridgeway
Character Summary
Name: Chloe Madison Ridgeway
Aliases: Tuesday, Inmate 51434-499, College, Red, Riley's Nerdy Twin
Age: 28
Birthday: September 29th
Ethnicity: Caucasian
Birth Place: Grimm, Indiana
Location: Metropolitan Detention Center, Los Angeles
Gender: Female
Major/Minor: Pre-Med
Occupation: Drug Smuggler
Languages: English, Spanish (both fluent)
Appearance
Height: 5'4
Weight: 150 pounds
Build: Thin and narrow, sticklike
Eyes: Pale blue green
Hair: Ginger
Skin Tone: Pale
Tattoos/Scars/Piercings: Behind her right ear, she has a diamond tattoo. On her left wrist, she has a bracelet style tattoo. On her left ankle, she has an infinity-heart tattoo. She has three piercings on each ear.
Psychology
Humorous * Susceptible * Witty * Vulnerable
Sexuality: Homosexual
Relationship Status: Single
Personality: Chloe has become a lot more blunt and carefree than she was in high school. She's developed a bit of a "give 'em hell" attitude, constantly cracking jokes and being defiant in general. She's also obsessive, something that once helped her achieve straight As, but now is causing her to become more and more susceptible to drugs. Addiction comes easy to her. Of course, that doesn't mean she isn't witty and clever--she's incredibly smart, but she doesn't always use her brains for the best purpose now.
She's also incredibly sensitive, needing to please people. This caused her drive to do what her parents wished, becoming the perfect child while her sister became the trouble child. Prison caused her to grow a bit of a tough and snarky cover for this, but she still craves that acceptance, and can easily be hurt by criticisms. She hides her pain and fears behind humor, searching constantly for something that will truly make the pain and heartache stop, no matter the cost. She's the perfect child who fell off the bandwagon and refuses any help, but the apocalypse has forced her into a rigorous detox program that can give her near mood swings from time to time.
Habits: Scratching her wrist, rolling her eyes, interjecting in conversations, smirking
Hobbies: Doing drugs, writing, biking, pool
Fears:
- Failure
- Relapsing
- Confinement
Likes:
- Drugs (as much as she wished she didn't...)
- Organization (lists)
- Comedy shows
- Catching up with friends in prison
- Open spaces
- Accomplishing tasks
Dislikes:
- Authority
- Peer pressure
- Pets
- Imperfection
- Crashes/Lows
- Overly judgmental people
Cards On The Table
Pre Outbreak Skills:
- Smuggling
- Medical knowledge
- Dagger
- Tae Kwan Doe
- Violin
Post Outbreak Skills:
- Improved Self Control
- Rifle
- Pistol
- Breaking and Entering
- Driving
- Nursing
- Bow
Current Supplies:
- Current Clothing: Prison issued boots, baggy beige pants (also prison issued), thick white socks (prison issued), Green Day T-Shirt (stolen), Blue and Grey Flannel (stolen)
- Cigarette Lighter
- Pocket knife
- Black backpack
- Thermos
- Water bottle
- One bag of assorted fruit snacks
- First Aid Kit
- Beretta 96A1 .40 S&W Pistol
- Ammunition for above pistol
History
Your First Walker Encounter: Chloe was in the federal prison in Los Angeles, when reports started coming in about the undead rising. The inmates were growing more and more restless as each day passed, and eventually, they organized. They had a riot planned, and managed to execute it almost perfectly, trampling several guards as they fled the prison. Chloe still remembers perfectly one guard, killed in the riot, chasing after them, entirely unhinged. It wasn't until later that she realized he was, indeed, a walker.
History Before Outbreak:Growing up, Chloe's parents were incredibly demanding. They pushed her towards excellence and perfection, constantly taking her to ballet lessons, self defense classes, and violin lessons. If there was another parent taking their kid to the activity, Chloe was forced to do it. Among all of these other activities, her parents expected her to read "great" novels and keep up with politics, and maintain perfect grades in schools. At the age of three, they decided for her that she would become a surgeon.
Of course, Chloe tried to please her parents. She studied as hard as she could, and became a mess whenever she received a lower grade than an A. Forgoing a social life and sleep, Chloe managed to meet her parents expectations at the sacrifice of her sanity, and ended up in therapy for an anxiety disorder in her later high school years. She quit therapy soon after graduating, having been accepted to numerous universities, and while she wanted to go Indiana State, her parents decided for her that Stanford would be the appropriate choice.
She attempted to graduate with honors and holding an internship at a local hospital, and she turned to Aderall and energy drinks in order to be able to stay up and study. However, she soon became addicted to the drug. By her second year in college, Chloe was hooked. Falling in with the wrong crowd of people, Chloe began smoking weed, before progressing to heroin and cocaine in her final year of college. She insisted that the drugs were merely to help her focus, and while she did graduate successfully, she lost her focus and her drive, instead spending her days with the comforts of LSD and anything she could get her hands on.
Shortly after her college graduation, Chloe was arrested for the use of heroin, as well as auto-theft. Chloe served her time at a minimum security federal prison in California. When she arrived, she was asked what her name was -- but thinking they asked for the day of the week, she replied "Tuesday." Until the outbreak, Chloe always went by that name--Tuesday. In prison, she mostly kept her nose clean, and attempted to go sober several times. She was sent to solitary once, but beyond that, served her time with her head down.
Her parents had already disowned her, and unable to muster the courage to go back to medical school, Chloe--still going by Tuesday--fell in with the wrong crowd once again. The only contact she had with her family was listening to her twin sister's songs on the radio, and she spent her time going in and out of prison. Each time, the charges were more serious than the last.
History Since Outbreak: Chloe ran back to the relative safety of her kingpin, once she got out of jail. Only problem was, once she arrived at the old headquarters (so to speak), no one was there. Giving in to her craving, she did what little drugs she could find, before recalling that her sister, Riley, was in town. She sent a call to Riley, using a stolen phone, and made arrangements to leave L.A. with her sister.
It took some clever sneaking around the city, in order to avoid death from the riots. Once Riley had an established group in the apartment, Chloe--still called Tuesday then--managed to make it there. She arrived practically just in time, the very day that Riley and the group packed up into Riley's car, and fled L.A. before the bombs dropped.
Surprisingly enough, there aren't drug dealers hanging around during the apocalypse. Chloe went through a rather painful and agonizing detox process, involving a lot of heart-to-hearts, as well as excessive vomiting. At one stop on their trip east, as they ran into a hostile group, Chloe ended up being left behind, the group assuming that she had died from her illness. No one could have known she was still alive.
She played dead until the group left, and as she was entirely alone, Chloe did some hard thinking about her life. She had a keychain with her then, with her prison name on it--Tuesday--that she carried around for good luck. Chloe buried the keychain there, letting go of that old name and that old life. She was ready to be herself again. It was slow moving, but Chloe spent her time initially getting better, and once she was mostly recovered, she went back on the move. She had to find her sister, Riley, and she knew that she had been heading east.
Teaching herself how to drive, Chloe used abandoned cars to make her east. She figured that Riley would have been taken in by some larger group, and she knew that her sister would survive, somehow. She's been hoping in cars, abandoning them, looking around, and traveling as best as she can from place to place, all in the hopes of finding her sister. She had spent her entire life before being an idiot, rather than focusing on perhaps the one person in the world who still cared for her. She wasn't going to let an outbreak stop her from finding Riley.
Extras
Character Quote: "Sometimes, you look in the mirror and you realize...you realize you don't know the person looking back at you."
Theme Song: Pity Party - Melanie Martinez
How Many Walkers Have You Killed: Four
How Many People Have You Killed: One
Why: A girl's gotta do what a girl's gotta do.
Anything Else: roleplayerguild.com/posts/3745222
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Morose ✨Krakoan Princess✨
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Jack Hudson Newnan
{"There's a lot of evil in the world...but a hell of a lot of good too."}Roleplays:
Jack Newnan
Character Summary
Name: Jack Hudson Newnan
Aliases: Charlie, Charles Jack Hudson
Age: 35
Birthday: October 24th
Ethnicity: White
Birth Place: Boylston, Massachusetts
Location: Chicago, Illinois
Gender: Male
Major/Minor: N/A
Occupation: Police Officer; Chicago PD
Languages: English
Appearance
Height: 6'0"
Weight: 168 pounds
Build: Athletic, compact and not bulky
Eyes: As green as a Disney Princess'
Hair: Light Brown/Dark Blonde
Skin Tone: Lightly tanned
Tattoos/Scars/Piercings: Scar from a bullet wound on his left waist; jagged scar underneath his right knee; cursive tattoo of the names Tatiana and James Sally in a cursive script above his heart
Psychology
Goofy * Overprotective * Caring * Vengeful * Resilient * Stubborn
Sexuality: Bisexual
Relationship Status: Married
Personality: Jack's personality has somewhat of an internal dichotomy to it. In the good moments, he's light hearted and goofy. He'll crack jokes - the type to make you groan and roll your eyes - all with a shit eating grin on his face. During those interactions, it wouldn't be hard to picture him as a failed stand up comedian or the neighborhood's stay at home dad, volunteering in elementary school classrooms. Yet those moments have become less and less over the past year. The love of his life had brought out this goofy and carefree side to him, but with her missing, something else has begun to fester.
Having had everything and lost it in the span of a day, Jack's become incredibly determined and perhaps a little bit ruthless. If you aren't part of the solution, then get out of his way. He won't hesitate to do what it takes to protect the people he loves, even if it means causing pain to strangers. And if he can't save his family, he'll be damn sure to avenge them. As long as he can protect them, his conscience will be clear at the end of the day. His newfound temper and drive may damn himself to hell, but he doesn't care - as long as his family gets to live the lives they deserve. The lives that were given to them and stolen from them by the former Newnan settlement.
Habits: Checking his supplies, constantly looking around for signs, tapping his fingers
Hobbies: Pool, reading history books, board games, practicing Russian
Fears:
- Claustrophobia
- Losing Tatiana
- Losing James Sally
- Never getting to be a father to his child
Likes:
- History
- America
- Alcohol, in all of its loving forms
- Hunting
- Normalcy (white picket fence life)
- Rock and Roll
- Thunderstorms
Dislikes:
- Whiners
- Sugary drinks and foods
- MREs
- Politics
- New Yorkers
- Winters
- Country Music
Cards On The Table
Pre Outbreak Skills:
- Pistol
- Athletics
- Law Enforcement
- Criminal hangouts
- U.S. History
Post Outbreak Skills:
- Hunting
- Water Purification
- Survival
- Scavenging
- Knots
- Really Really Very Basic Dancing
- Ability To Play Monopoly Without Breaking Up
- Distilling
- Russian (fluent)
- Basic First Aide
- Basic Dad Jokes
Current Supplies:
- Current Clothing - 1 pair briefs, black tank top, brown short sleeve over shirt, gray cargo pants, black belt, pair of brown steel-toed boots, pink socks with ballet slippers on them
- Wedding Ring
- Black Glock 9mm - 17 round capacity - 5 left in clip
- Yatzee
- 50' 3 strand rope (500lb max capacity)
- 1980's Rainbow Backpack
- Pair of unused ballet slippers
- 2 cans of corned beef hash
- 1 Canteen - empty
- Smeared piece of paper with baby foot prints on it
- 12 plastic bags
- 3 zip ties
History
Your First Walker Encounter: For his thirtieth birthday, his mother came all the way from Boylston to visit him in Chicago. Jack was beyond excited, and hoped that he'd be able to introduce her to his new girlfriend, a sweet girl named Sutton. He went to the airport and sat in his car, waiting for his mother to arrive in the cell phone pick-up lot. Instead of meeting his mother, he met her walking corpse. Terrified and scared out of his mind, Jack quickly drove off and left the city as fast as he could, searching for some sort of safe haven. To this day, Jack still tries to convince himself that his mother wasn't the walker he met, that she was safe and sound somewhere else in the world. He knows, however, it isn't true.
History Before Outbreak: Jack was born in Boylston to a single mother. She tried her best to support him, and he ended up being the man of the house. He took care of his mother and she took care of him. He had a few older siblings, but they all lived with their father, due to the divorce. Jack, consequently, was all his mother had. To support him, she worked as a tour guide for the Freedom Trail in Boston, and went to night school in order to receive her GED. From an early age, Jack learned the importance of hard work.
Growing older, Jack would refuse visitation with his father. Instead, he'd go with his mother to Fenway Park, and watch the games. He was (and is) a complete mama's boy. When the school day would end, he'd take the T over to Fanueil Hall, and bring her something cool to drink, as the period garb she wore didn't make the Boston heat very easy. Her work caused Jack to love history, and grew patriotic from it. He soon knew everything there was to know about the Revolutionary War, but more importantly, he learned the value and impact of what his mother called "the regular dead people." He was taught that it was the small people who made an impact, the ones that aren't talked about in history books. With his already hard working and caring nature, this lesson motivated Jack to become a police officer, and make a difference.
He graduated high school, and with his diploma, applied to be a police officer. He passed the physical exams easily, struggling a bit with the knowledge portions. His mother had earned her GED, as well as a masters in history, by this point. She began teaching at Boston College, and helped Jack study for the examination. With her help, he passed with flying colors. He worked in the Boston Police Department until he was 27, and at that point, he was transferred to the Chicago PD in order to help fulfill a shortage. Despite trying to fight it and stay closer to his mother, he ended up moving anyways.
It was in Chicago that Jack began to have some serious relationships. He began to break out of his mama's boy rut, and learned the live life on his own. He'd call his mother everyday when he came home from work, but he also let himself have fun and get to know people. By the time he was 29, he was offered a promotion to work in Vice. Glad to be done with the normal traffic duties and other random jobs they'd give him, Jack worked Vice up until the Outbreak happened.
History Since Outbreak: After leaving Chicago, Jack called Sutton, and attempted to get her to come with him. They agreed to meet in Springfield, with Sutton already seeing the Walkers on the news. They met up with some friends of Sutton's -- army veterans -- who had a panic bunker. There, Jack and Sutton lived with five army veterans with massive PTSD underground for roughly a year. The supplies began to run out at that point, and tensions were high, as no one had access to their medications or therapy.
Needless to say, things got a little violent and hostile. Sutton and Jack left the little bunker in the dead of night, and hotwired Jack's old car, as he had long since lost the keys. The pair of them moved from town to town, using the very small skills they had learned in the bunker. The veterans had told them the theory behind surviving beyond its walls--and now, they had to put it into practice. Their first attempt at water purification left both of them incredibly sick, narrowly escaping death by a pair of walkers. Sutton managed to put them down, while Jack was passed out in the back seat of the car. They continued to drive, uncertain as to where they were going, and hoping they'd find some sort of safety.
After learning to work together as a team and surviving for about two years, Sutton and Jack had found themselves in Kansas. They raided the small, abandoned town they found for whatever supplies they could, including just enough to refill the now beaten up and hardly working car with gas. The town appeared to be safe, and in a wish to return to something near normalcy, Sutton and Jack spent the night in one of the houses, even knowing how dangerous it was. During the night, the humans that had made the town their home came, angered and furious at the lovers using their supplies and resources. Sutton was awake when she saw them come into town, and she went out to meet them alone, knowing that they had no knowledge that Jack was there as well.
Jack woke up alone, with shouting and jeering in the distance. From the window, he could see Sutton vanish inside a large mob, with guns and knives and all sorts of horrible things aimed at her. He never saw her again, and instead quickly escaped, taking their meager supplies with him. Now on foot, he found the world to be a much more dangerous place. He couldn't switch watches with Sutton, and he only had himself to talk to. By some miracle, he managed to survive that final year, despite endless close calls and an ever dwindling supply of bullets for his gun.
Eventually, Jack found himself in Georgia, hearing rumors of a safe haven. Without anything better than an old, dirty, and torn up map, he stumbled his way around Georgia, searching for the mythical place.
Extras
Character Quote:
- "What, you think you're smaht or something? Get real."
- "If I find out any sons of bitches even thought 'bout hurtin' her, I'll kill them dead."
- "If ya ain't here to help, then get out of the way before someone puts a bullet in your skull, kid."
- "I'll damn the whole world to hell if it means Solovey and Jamie get a small piece o' heaven."
- Current: Ghost by Blue Foundation
- Year Four: Thinking Out Loud - Ed Sheeran
- Year Three: Radioactive by Imagine Dragons
How Many People Have You Killed: 3
Why: During his work as a police officer in Chicago, Jack was often sent as back-up before he worked Vice. Sometimes, the criminals would threaten him or his fellow officers. He did what protocol said to do. He did his duty.
Anything Else:
- roleplayerguild.com/posts/3747161
- He has four sisters (youngest to oldest): Georgiana (half-sister), Tessa, Gracie, and Rebecca
- Blood type B+
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Morose ✨Krakoan Princess✨
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Aloise Zamora
{"Never stop fighting for what's right."}Roleplays:
Aloise Zamora
"I've been to hell. It didn't agree with me."
Character Summary
Name: Aloise Sara-Maria Dolores Zamora
Aliases: Zae, Captain America
Age: 27
Birthday: July 31st, 1988
Ethnicity: Hispanic
Birth Place: Charlottesville, Virginia
Place of Residency: Aunt Sue's Inn Room 4
Hometown Zanesville, Ohio
Gender: Female
Highest Level of Education: Military Science
Occupation: Hunter; Former Marine Corps First Lieutenant
Languages: English, Spanish, limited Pashto and Dari
Appearance
Height: 5'5"
Weight: 140 pounds
Body Type: Curvy, yet muscular
Eye Color: Black
Hair Color and Style: Dark brown, generally braided back into a ponytail.
Skin Tone: Tanned.
Tattoos/Scars/Piercings: She has a long scar on her back, a result from fighting off a wendigo.
Personal Style: Like most hunters, Aloise dresses both for comfort and for ease of motion. She usually wears a red coat, and a plaid shirt. If not a plaid shirt, a black v-neck shirt will suffice. Her boots are similar to the ones worn in combat, and she has her own dog tags in lieu of other jewelry, accompanied with her anti-possession charm necklace.
Psychology
Courageous * Reserved * Compassionate * Self-Sacrificing
Sexuality: Heterosexual
Relationship Status: Single
Personality: Aloise isn't the type of person to shout and scream, to be bold and daring. She's a quieter personality, but that doesn't mean she isn't confident. She's nearly fearless, ready to do anything for a cause she believes in. She just won't be swearing her head off or lamenting her fate. To her, the work needs to get done so it gets done, she just doesn't have time to be a loud and outspoken personality.
Her motivation, of course, is her want to help others. She's all about helping those in need, the reasoning that pushed her to become a marine and then to become a hunter. If she can end her day knowing that she's helped someone else, that she gave them the same freedom she experienced growing up, it'll be a good day. Aloise, to some, is a reflection of Chris Rogers. She'll do whatever it takes, no matter the cost, in order to fight for what is right.
Habits: Standing at attention, nodding her head perhaps a bit too much when listening, using military time
Hobbies: Camping, Hunting, Roller Derby
Fears:
- Dying - again
- Knowing the reason she was sent to hell the first time
- Getting close to another person, only to lose them as well
Likes:
- The Marines - Semper Fi!
- The Libertarian Party
- Political Comedy Shows
- Getting the job done
- Helping those in need
- Alcohol and a good book
Dislikes:
- Congressmen who vote to send men and women into war, while evading the draft themselves
- Hypocrites
- Whiners
- The supernatural
- Sugar in her coffee
- Long drives
Cards on the Table
General Skills:
- Driving (car)
- Military Knowledge
- Tactics & Strategy
- Lore Knowledge
- Leadership
- Symbolism
Combat Skills:
- Pistols
- Knives
- Kickboxing
- Stamina
Day to Day Belongings:
- Lore Journal -- A detailed diary she keeps on all paranormal occurrences
- Wallet: Contains Military ID, several fake IDs, debit card, credit card, blank business cards
- 9mm Colt Pistol -- containing salt iron rounds
- Dagger -- blade is half silver, half iron
- Flask -- filled with holy water
- Flask -- filled with holy oil
- Lighter
- This charm necklace
- Beat up flip phone
- Clothing-- Combat boots, camo jacket, black tank top, blue jeans
Home:
- Spare knives of assorted metals and makes
- Shotgun
- Machete
- Laptop (Mac)
- More files and notes on supernatural sightings
- First Aid Kit
- Ammunition for the shotgun and pistol (salt iron rounds, actual bullets)
- Spray paint
- Yellow bug
History
Life Before The Apocalypse Born in Charlottesville, Virginia, Aloise's parents were both in the military. Her mother was an officer in the Army, while her father worked in emergency medical. The Persian Gulf War claimed the lives of both of her parents. Aloise, who had been looked after by her uncle, then permanently moved with him to his home in Ohio.
Her uncle, gay and in denial, didn't have any other family nearby. The rest of the Zamora clan lived in Arizona, and there had been a major falling out due to disapproval over Aloise's mother. Her uncle and her father had then cut ties with the rest of the family. Growing up, then, it was just Aloise and her uncle. She wanted to honor her parents' memory by doing Girl Scouts as a young girl, switching to ROTC when she reached high school. She competed in wrestling and learned how to operate a firearm. By the time she finished high school, she graduated as a Captain in ROTC, and went to university to study Military Science.
After completing her undergrad degree, Aloise signed up for the Marines. As an officer, she served as a second lieutenant for two years, spending several tours in Afghanistan. She received a promotion to first lieutenant, feeling as if she achieved her purpose in life, until six months later when Aloise was killed in combat. Her squad managed to recover her body and it was shipped back to the United States in a casket.
Buried in Arlington Cemetery, she received all of the honors and privileges afforded to a fallen Marine. For six months, her body rotted underneath the Earth among so many others. And then, on a ripe August morning, Aloise woke up. She found herself on top of her grave, her tombstone serving to prop up her head. Clad in her bloodied uniform, the bullets were all gone. None of it made any sense, naturally, until she spotted her tear stained uncle and a young woman. The woman vanished in a blink of an eye.
As Aloise later learned, her uncle had sold his soul in exchange for Aloise's life. She remembered fleeting instances of hell, having been damned there for reasons she still didn't understand. As far as the US Government was concerned, Aloise Zamora was still six feet under. And as for her uncle? Per the terms of the deal, he had only ten more years to live. And then he would take Aloise's place in hell.
In an effort to save her uncle's life, the only family she had left, Aloise became a hunter. The Marines considered her to be dead, so she didn't have that to fall back to. And after dying in Afghanistan, Aloise didn't fancy doing that another time. She traveled all across the country, visiting anyone who claimed to have knowledge of the supernatural, and who might be able to save her uncle's life. And while she became skilled as a hunter, all she learned was that there was nothing she could do to avert her uncle's fate.
Life Leading Up To the Apocalypse // What Brings You to Altsoba While there wasn't anything she could do for her uncle, fighting the supernatural was her new war. When she saw live footage of Vivian Adder killing innocents in Altsoba, Jamila's brief rampage as a Qareen, and word in the hunter community of the disturbed spirit of John Moses, she instantly packed up and headed for Washington. Luckily, it was only a day's drive at that point. Determined to serve and protect, Aloise is going to save as many innocents as she can.
Additional Information
Theme Song: Get Up - Dorothy
Deviances: She can recognize the specific demons she met in hell.
Extra Information: ~already included~
I agree to follow the rules for this RP and understand that if I do not follow the rules, the GM or Co-GM may kick me out of this roleplay.
FC: Lindsey Morgan
Aloise Zamora
Character Summary
Name: Aloise Sara-Maria Dolores Zamora
Aliases: Zae, Captain America
Age: 28
Birthday: July 31st, 1988
Ethnicity: Hispanic
Birth Place: Charlottesville, Virginia
Residency: Coventry Horrors Room 113
Gender: Female
Major/Minor: Military Science
Occupation: Hunter; Former Marine Corps First Lieutenant
Languages: English, Spanish, limited Pashto and Dari
Appearance
Height: 5'5"
Weight: 140 pounds
Build: Curvy, yet muscular
Eyes: Black
Hair: Dark brown, generally braided back into a ponytail.
Skin Tone: Tanned.
Tattoos/Scars/Piercings: She has a long scar on her back, a result from fighting off a wendigo.
Personal Style: Like most hunters, Aloise dresses both for comfort and for ease of motion. She usually wears a red coat, and a plaid shirt. If not a plaid shirt, a black v-neck shirt will suffice. Her boots are similar to the ones worn in combat, and she has her own dog tags in lieu of other jewelry, accompanied with her anti-possession charm necklace.
Psychology
Courageous * Reserved * Compassionate * Self-Sacrificing * Idealistic * Self Righteous
Sexuality: Heterosexual
Relationship Status: Single
Personality: Aloise isn't the type of person to shout and scream, to be bold and daring. She's a quieter personality, but that doesn't mean she isn't confident. She's nearly fearless, ready to do anything for a cause she believes in. She just won't be swearing her head off or lamenting her fate. To her, the work needs to get done so it gets done, she just doesn't have time to be a loud and outspoken personality.
Her motivation, of course, is her want to help others. She's all about helping those in need, the reasoning that pushed her to become a marine and then to become a hunter. If she can end her day knowing that she's helped someone else, that she gave them the same freedom she experienced growing up, it'll be a good day. Aloise, to some, is a reflection of Chris Rogers. She'll do whatever it takes, no matter the cost, in order to fight for what is right.
Habits: Standing at attention, nodding her head perhaps a bit too much when listening, using military time
Hobbies: Camping, Hunting, Roller Derby
Fears:
- Dying - again
- Knowing the reason she was sent to hell the first time
- Getting close to another person, only to lose them as well
Likes:
- The Marines - Semper Fi!
- The Libertarian Party
- Political Comedy Shows
- Getting the job done
- Helping those in need
- Alcohol and a good book
Dislikes:
- Congressmen who vote to send men and women into war, while evading the draft themselves
- Hypocrites
- Whiners
- The supernatural
- Sugar in her coffee
- Long drives
Cards on the Table
General Skills:
- Driving (car)
- Military Knowledge
- Tactics & Strategy
- Lore Knowledge
- Leadership
- Symbolism
- Limited Pashto
- Limited Dari
- Specialized Necromantic Knowledge - Demons
- Investigation
- Deception
- Norse Lore
Combat Skills:
- Pistols
- Knives
- Kickboxing
- Stamina
- Machete
What Is On Your Person:
- Lore Journal -- A detailed diary she keeps on all paranormal occurrences
- Wallet: Contains Military ID, several fake IDs, debit card, credit card, blank business cards
- 9mm Colt Pistol -- containing salt iron rounds
- Dagger -- blade is half silver, half iron
- Flask -- filled with holy water
- Flask -- filled with holy oil
- Lighter
- This charm necklace
- Beat up flip phone
- Clothing-- Combat boots, camo jacket, black tank top, blue jeans
Residence:
- Spare knives of assorted metals and makes
- Shotgun
- Machete
- Laptop (Mac)
- More files and notes on supernatural sightings
- First Aid Kit
- Ammunition for the shotgun and pistol (salt iron rounds, actual bullets)
- Spray paint
- Yellow bug
History
Life Before the Altsoba Massacre Born in Charlottesville, Virginia, Aloise's parents were both in the military. Her mother was an officer in the Army, while her father worked in emergency medical. The Persian Gulf War claimed the lives of both of her parents. Aloise, who had been looked after by her uncle, then permanently moved with him to his home in Ohio.
Her uncle, gay and in denial, didn't have any other family nearby. The rest of the Zamora clan lived in Arizona, and there had been a major falling out due to disapproval over Aloise's mother. Her uncle and her father had then cut ties with the rest of the family. Growing up, then, it was just Aloise and her uncle. She wanted to honor her parents' memory by doing Girl Scouts as a young girl, switching to ROTC when she reached high school. She competed in wrestling and learned how to operate a firearm. By the time she finished high school, she graduated as a Captain in ROTC, and went to university to study Military Science.
After completing her undergrad degree, Aloise signed up for the Marines. As an officer, she served as a second lieutenant for two years, spending several tours in Afghanistan. She received a promotion to first lieutenant, feeling as if she achieved her purpose in life, until six months later when Aloise was killed in combat. Her squad managed to recover her body and it was shipped back to the United States in a casket.
Buried in Arlington Cemetery, she received all of the honors and privileges afforded to a fallen Marine. For six months, her body rotted underneath the Earth among so many others. And then, on a ripe August morning, Aloise woke up. She found herself on top of her grave, her tombstone serving to prop up her head. Clad in her bloodied uniform, the bullets were all gone. None of it made any sense, naturally, until she spotted her tear stained uncle and a young woman. The woman vanished in a blink of an eye.
As Aloise later learned, her uncle had sold his soul in exchange for Aloise's life. She remembered fleeting instances of hell, having been damned there for reasons she still didn't understand. As far as the US Government was concerned, Aloise Zamora was still six feet under. And as for her uncle? Per the terms of the deal, he had only ten more years to live. And then he would take Aloise's place in hell.
In an effort to save her uncle's life, the only family she had left, Aloise became a hunter. The Marines considered her to be dead, so she didn't have that to fall back to. And after dying in Afghanistan, Aloise didn't fancy doing that another time. She traveled all across the country, visiting anyone who claimed to have knowledge of the supernatural, and who might be able to save her uncle's life. And while she became skilled as a hunter, all she learned was that there was nothing she could do to avert her uncle's fate.
Life Since the Altsoba Massacre: While there wasn't anything she could do for her uncle, fighting the supernatural was her new war. When she saw live footage of Vivian Adder killing innocents in Altsoba, Jamila's brief rampage as a Qareen, and word in the hunter community of the disturbed spirit of John Moses, she instantly packed up and headed for Washington. Luckily, it was only a day's drive at that point. Determined to serve and protect, Aloise tried to save as many innocents as she could, and ended up protecting a prophet named Liam.
After Jade Cornish killed the devil, Aloise and Liam started to travel the country. Liam wanted to learn to become a hunter, and Aloise begrudingly taught him the basic skills--mostly those ones needed for survival. They bicker from time to time, but Aloise has had other stresses. O.M.E.N. is one of them, as per their moral code, Aloise should be put to death. Her life is not natural. She still hunts, but she attempts to protect the other survivors as best as she can as well.
Additional Information
Character Quote: "I've been to hell. It didn't agree with me."
Theme Song: Get Up - Dorothy
Deviances: She can recognize the specific demons she met in hell.
Extra Information: ~already included~
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Morose ✨Krakoan Princess✨
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Dr. Dorothy Pender
{"Just because I'm a doctor doesn't mean I'm not willing to do you harm."}Roleplays:
Dorothy Pender
Character Summary
Name: Dorothy Angelica Pender
Aliases: Captain Pender (Old Alliance Army Rank), Dory, Dor
Age: 31
Birthday: September 10th
Ethnicity: Caucasian
Birth Planet: Boros
Allegiance: Browncoats
Starting Location: Vengeance
Gender: Female
Occupation: Medical ; Former Army Doctor
Appearance
Height: 5'7"
Weight: 130 pounds
Build: Lean, athletic
Eyes: Brown
Hair: Brown
Skin Tone: Pale
Tattoos/Scars/Piercings: A long and thin scar on her left knee from a knife wound
Personal Style: Her style is rather classy, but functional at the same time. She isn't one to go around in lab coats or scrubs, instead feeling most at home in her brown aviator coat and khakis. In general, she always has her coat constant about what she wears, forming her new uniform. It's one of the things that changed her, fighting in the first war between the Alliance and the Independents. She feels out of place when she isn't wearing a uniform.
Beyond the most apparent pieces, she loves to wear boots and generally sticks way too many things in her jacket pockets. Her hair, naturally curly, is either let down or is pulled back in a ponytail, in order to be out of her eyes when she's attempting to work. She's always incredibly clean, never knowing when she'll need to work--her nails are short, her hair is never ragged, and dirt is hardly ever on her person. If she is working, however, she'll put on the scrubs, smock, or whatever is available for her to work with, in order to keep both her and the patient safe.
Psychology
Confident * Impulsive * Tactful * Gullible * Brave * Sarcastic
Sexuality: Pansexual
Relationship Status: Single
Personality: Dorothy, having fought for the Alliance and now against it, having left her home and everything she ever knew, is without a doubt incredibly brave. Fear doesn't cripple her, as to her, the end goal is worth the risk. As long as she feels her actions are right, no amount of terror could stop her. But this is a bit of a double edged sword, as with her bravery, she's a bit impulsive. She makes up her mind almost on a whim, not being the type to stop and carefully consider all of the options. Once her mind is made up, however, she's steadfast. It takes a lot to sway her, causing her to be incredibly loyal to her causes -- for the most part.
She's a kind person, as much as she'll roll her eyes and come up with bitting remarks. Very empathetic, she tries her best to understand each person, having an excellent bedside manner. She's a strong believer in human decency and attempts to practice that as best as she can, being the best version of herself that she can be. This causes her to, sometimes, trust people a bit too much -- and thus, she's a bit susceptible to tricks.
Habits:
- Standing at attention or parade rest when not working
- Tapping her fingers
Hobbies:
- Cards
- Crossword puzzles
Fears:
- Losing her sister, Daphne
- Being jettisoned into the merciless vacuum of space
- Reavers
Likes:
- Flying
- Organization
- People having some degree of competency
- Challenges/Exercises/Tasks
- Logic puzzles
- Verbal sparring
Dislikes:
- The Alliance
- Drunkards
- Those who prey on the helpless and weak
- Misogynists
- Messy workstations
- Carelessness
Cards On The Table
General Skills:
- Life Sciences
- Medicine
- Gun Combat
- Deception
- Athletics
- Discipline
- Leadership
- Melee
- Perception
Specialty Skills:
- Biology (Life Sciences)
- Slug Pistol (Gun Combat)
- Coordination (Athletics)
- Endurance (Athletics)
What Is On Your Person:
- Clothing - Brown women's aviator jacket, black v-neck shirt, khaki pants (slim), brown combat boots, thick wool socks (black)
- Ident Card
- Colt Service Model Ace .22
- CommLink
- Small black backpack with emergency medical kit
- Blue twine bracelet
- Leg holster
- Black latex gloves (in pocket)
- Pocket Journal
- Pencil
Quarters:
- Ammunition
- Medical Reference Books
- Medical Charts (i.e. anatomy of the human body)
- Dime novels
- Deck of playing cards; worn
- Pictures of her family, her sister, army doctors she served with
- Books of logic puzzles, crosswords, ect (half complete)
- Spare medical kit
- Crew medical files
- Spare clothing, all in a similar style
History
The Reason You Chose The Side You Did: In the first war, Dorothy had sided with the Alliance mostly in order to escape her father. The academy gave her the formal medical training she needed, and she was able to leave behind her rotten life. This time, she backed the browncoats due to her principles. The crimes the Alliance committed were unforgivable. As much as she enjoyed the idea of a united galaxy, the events that occurred in Miranda went too far. It was time for her to pick up the fight again--this time, for the browncoats. She couldn't live with herself if she didn't do anything to set things right.
History: The oldest child in the family, Dorothy was born on Boros. Her father ran a bar, and as the years went on, he fell into alcoholism. Brawls became more and more common, and Dorothy ended up tending to her father and his friends on more than one occasion. She picked up crude medical skills, but fortunately, her father never physically abused her mother or her sister. The abuse was verbal, if anything. By the time she was old enough, she joined the alliance academy to become an army medic.
In the first war, she fought for the Alliance. Being from Boros, a planet with a heavy Alliance presence and ties, it was logical and expected for Dorothy. Serving as an army medic, she saw a lot of injuries and death, and on occasion, got into combat herself. She ended the war with the rank of Captain, and settled down in Londinium, working in a military hospital as a doctor. It was comforting to be around others who had been in the war, making sleep a little easier after what she'd seen. While she missed her family dearly, she didn't return to Boros. Instead, she got in touch with her sister and her mother, avoiding all contact with her father as possible. She found stability in her life.
Her life was plunged back into chaos when the signal was sent out. The actions the Alliance took appalled her, and Dorothy resigned from her position at the hospital. Packing up her things, she set out to find a way to serve in the fight for justice. On her way out, she stole as many supplies as she could from the Alliance, hoping to use them for better purposes. The Alliance couldn't be allowed to stay in power, not after what they did. Dorothy met up with her sister, Daphne, and together, they planned to join a browncoat aligned ship. They'd fight this war together.
Extras
Character Quote: "I was an army doctor. That means I can break every bone in your body while naming them."
Theme Song: Sillhouettes - Of Monsters and Men
Alliance Record: Theft, Desertion
Anything Else: Abandoned Hope and Kaylee is, hands down, my favorite.
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Morose ✨Krakoan Princess✨
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Beatrice Decker
{"The world's always been this fucked up. People only just started to notice."}Roleplays:
Beatrice Decker
Character Summary
Name: Beatrice Jane Decker
Aliases: Trice, Trixie, Deck 'Em Decker, Double Decker (hates), Lizzie Borden, Melanie Stone
Age: 30
Birthday: September 10th
Ethnicity: Caucasian
Birth Place: Justice, California
Location: Coney Island
Gender: Female
Major/Minor: Criminology (Pre-Law Track)
Occupation: Process Server
Languages: English, Spanish (fluent in both)
Appearance
Height: 5'5"
Weight: 136 pounds
Build: Athletic
Eyes: Blue-green grey
Hair: Warm brown
Skin Tone: Fair
Tattoos/Scars/Piercings: Small scarring on her back from fights as a kid, a birthmark on her left knee, bullet wound scar on her left thigh, medium sized scar on her upper left arm
Psychology
Resourceful * Judgmental * Patient * Emotionally Guarded * Intuitive * Sarcastic
Sexuality: Bisexual
Relationship Status: Single
Personality: Beatrice has a bit of a dry sense of humor. She isn't the one to be giving seething remarks every moment, instead delivering humor in almost a deadpan voice. She doesn't shout and doesn't draw too much attention to herself, but that doesn't mean she isn't judging everyone else. She judges harshly and holds grudges tightly, causing her to dislike a fair amount of people. She's also extremely clever, able to pick up a trail and continue on with it, even when most others would've been stumped. Her skill and intuition cause Beatrice to often get "funny feelings" about situations, and more often than not, her gut is correct. She's incredibly patient, able to sit and wait for hours, without wanting to jump out of her skin.
While originally she held everyone at an arm's length away from her, faking friendship and keeping her emotional distance, she has been recently tentatively venturing into the territory of making true friends. Push for friendship and it will never happen with Beatrice. Yet after her experiences in Newnan, she isn't so certain if she can live to just survive anymore. The people she fights and survive with - they've become her people. And while she will likely never verbally confirm that, she'd at least risk serious personal harm for them. Maybe even her own death. She isn't too sure on that, but the very notion that it's possible that she could...It terrifies her. She's never felt that way before in her life.
Habits: Whistling, biting her lip
Hobbies: Knitting [no success, learning], lying to strangers, roller skating
Fears:
- Her birthparents
- Drug addiction
- Burial in an unmarked grave
- Getting close to someone in a romantic manner
Likes:
- Physical altercations
- DIY projects (largely unsuccessful)
- Cats
- Horror films
- Running
- Exploring
Dislikes:
- Womanizers
- Romance
- Serving papers in custody disputes
- Drug addicts
- Broken Air Conditioning Units
- Starry eyed young girls who move to California to find themselves
Cards On The Table
Pre Outbreak Skills:
- Criminology
- Hand-to-Hand Combat
- Disguise
- Tracking/Stalking
- Running
Post Outbreak Skills:
- Pistol
- Stamina
- Shelter Construction
- Scavenging
- Climbing
- Bow
- Hunting
- Tank Gunner Amateur
- Water Purification
- Redneck Amputee Engineering
Current Supplies:
- Current Clothing - 1 thong, 1 t-shirt bra, 1 yellow spaghetti strap tank top, 1 white tank top, 1 pair acid wash jeans, 1 daisy printed vinyl belt, 1 pair tennis socks, pair of running shoes
- 1 Can Unopened SpaghettiO's
- Bear Archery Compact Bow
- 10 carbon arrows
- Belt quiver with leg strap
- Hammer
- Plastic package (Has plastic knife, fork, spoon, salt and pepper packets, and 1 napkin in it)
- Bottle of aspirin - 16 left in it
- Brown canvas pack
- 3' rope - single strand - 50lb max weight
- 1 rolled up tarp
- 3 Tampons - Ultra
History
Your First Walker Encounter: Beatrice had been hired by an anxious mother, as her child had gone missing. She tracked down the missing daughter to Coney Island. Beatrice rented a room, and as she was planning out her strategy to make contact with the missing daughter, she heard a gigantic thud coming from the next room. When Beatrice entered to investigate, she found one of the other lodgers dead on the floor, clutching his chest. He had died of a heart attack. And before she even managed to call for the police, he was back up on his feet again, trying to bite her. A few shots later from her .9 mm, and he was down.
History Before Outbreak Beatrice's parents were slumming it out in Justice, taking to the shadows. The pair of them had run away, claiming that it was true love, at the age of 17. It didn't take too long for them to fall in with the wrong crowd, pumping themselves full of whatever kind of drug they could find. It was a miracle that when Beatrice was born she didn't have any sort of birth defects. The young couple was only eighteen years old and their conception of a decent babysitter was their drug dealer.
When Beatrice was three years old, Child Protective Services seized her, removing her from the cesspool of inequity her parents called home. She was bounced from foster home to foster home, with her parents hardly bothering with her. They would usually send her a birthday card, but the main issue was they could never remember when her birthday was. Beatrice never cared to correct them. She was too focused on learning how to survive in the dark and gritty city, getting into fights frequently with the other children.
By the time Beatrice was fifteen, rather than bouncing from home to home, she was bouncing from home to juvi to home. Some of the crimes she actually committed--others were pinned on her by the other children. But that was perhaps the best year of her life. Rather than sending her to another home in Justice, Beatrice was sent to a small town in Northeastern California. Getting away from the violent city did wonders for her. She concentrated on her studies, having a sharp upward trend throughout high school. She began to live, rather than just survive.
Her foster parents adopted her, a lonely couple unable to have children of their own. They walked Beatrice through the process of applying to college, and she eventually attended a state university. Studying Pre-Law, Beatrice wasn't really certain what she wanted to do. It was in her final year that Beatrice realized she likely wasted her education, as she had no intention of being a lawyer. She missed the thrill one could get from living in Justice, and did a bit of research into what she could use her degree for.
Combined with her legal knowledge and excellent capacity for violence, Beatrice became a process server. She moved back to Justice after graduating college, her foster family being kind enough to pay off her loans. Establishing herself as a slightly unorthodox process server, Beatrice was more truthfully a professional stalker who plays tag with legal paperwork. On occasion, she was asked to find people for a general purpose, though that business is run under the table.
History Since Outbreak: Beatrice tried her best to rush back home to California, where at least there would be people that she trusted. Instead, she ended up traveling with a group of misfits in New York, moving from secluded houses in the countryside as an effort to avoid the walkers. This worked while the weather was warm, but New England weather is merciless. Come January, about half of the members in the group died, not from walkers, but from the elements.
Beatrice and the survivors, figuring they couldn't last another winter, started heading down south. They stayed in the woods if they could, with abandoned farm houses being a particular favorite. The little community had an occasional loss from a walker ambush, but they managed to stay mostly in tact, with members teaching each other the secrets they had picked up. But they didn't have much in the way of medical knowledge, instead raiding the stores for DayQuill whenever they could, as it was all they could do.
It was in Georgia, two years after the outbreak, that things started to fall apart. Infighting tore the group in half, as people had started to fall in love--and then violently out of love. The group disintegrated, half opting to head west, and the others remaining in place. Beatrice, as much as she wanted to return to California, ended up stuck in the group staying in Georgia.
She didn't stay with the splintered group for more than another year. She was one of the better trained members in the group, for when it came to dealing with conflict. And she had become quite good friends with one of the group members, thinking of him like a little brother. But as the temperatures rose, so did the tempers. Her only friend ended up shot in a drunken argument, and that same night, Beatrice left the group under the cover of darkness. She's been scavenging her way through Georgia now, wandering almost aimlessly. If she finds another refugee group of people she can trust, that's great. And if not, it doesn't matter too much for her. As long as she's still breathing.
Extras
Character Quote:
- "The world was always like this - the walkers just made people stop pretending to be something they're not."
- "Maybe it's time that I try to live and not just survive..."
- "You can run, but there's nowhere in the world where you can hide."
How Many Walkers Have You Killed: 11
How Many People Have You Killed: 3
Why: Either they died, or she died. She made her decision.
Anything Else:
- The Walking Dead
- Type O Negative Blood
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Morose ✨Krakoan Princess✨
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Miss Nora Kingston
{"I fear that this world and I were never quite meant to be."}Roleplays:
Eleanor Kingston
Character Summary
Name: Eleanor Daisy Kingston
Aliases: Nora, Nor, Ellie, Elle, Daisy
Age: 27
Birthday: January 5th
Ethnicity: Caucasian (British)
Birth Place: Newcastle-under-Lyme, England
Residence: Garden City - Apartment 301 Maratos Building at No.6 Walda Pasha
How Long in Cairo: One year and six months
Gender: Female
Major/Minor: Mathematics (Girton College for Women)
Occupation: Assistant to Dr. Kingston / Amateur Cryptographer
Languages: English*, Irish Gaelic*
Appearance
Height: 5'7"
Weight: 134 pounds
Build: Athletic
Eyes: Blue
Hair: Light Brown
Skin Tone: Pale
Tattoos/Scars/Piercings: None
Personal Style: Cloche hats are needed for any outfit that Nora wears. She never steps foot into the public eye without one, her hair curled to match it. And while Nora can be partial to the stereotypical flapper dresses, she's more likely to wear a bit of a pleated skirt like this and a plain top. Her clothing generally has straight lines, and she tries to wear things that won't cause her to boil with the weather. Whenever there's a bit of a chill, she'll either wear a muted brown blazer with block patterns, or a button down coat similar to the one in the first gif. For shoes, Nora tends to wear firm brown work shoes, with just a bit of a heel to them.
Psychology
Levelheaded * Unapologetic * Honest * Untrusting * Clever * Outcasted
Sexuality: Heterosexual
Relationship Status: Single
Personality: Growing up as the youngest child in a household concerned about appearances, Nora was raised to be quiet and polite. Her upbringing has caused her to be a very calm personality, not prone to large displays of panic, terror, or excitement. She doesn't consciously hide her feelings, she just merely isn't as expressive as some. She sees the world for what it is, rather than fooling herself with illusions of what it cannot be.
Because of her lack of a husband, she's become a bit of an outcast in society. She has the mentality of a loner, one used to spending hours alone and eating meals with only the company of the silverware. And while she is a curious person, clever is a far better descriptor. Her mind is able to analyze things quickly, allowing her to see -- what she believes -- to be the truth. Nora doesn't have time for nonsense. She only wants to deal with truth.
Habits: Smoking, tugging on her hat, not listening
Hobbies: Crosswords, Reading, Sunning herself
Fears:
- Marriage
- Losing her eldest brother, Ethan
- Flying insects -- the bigger, the more terrifying
Likes:
- Alone time
- Sailing
- Puzzles
- Crosswords
- Penny dreadfuls
- Being right
Dislikes:
- Her mother
- Her eldest brother's wife, Fannie
- Winter
- Trousers
- Fools
- Classical music
- Sporting events
Cards On The Table
General World Skills:
- Pattern Analysis
- Deduction
- Intuition
- Cryptography
- Mathematics
- Decipher hieroglyphics
- Decipher hieratics
- Social Etiquette (Upper Class)
- Swing Dancing
- Acute Observation - the ability to notice things most wouldn't or draw conclusions even observant people would over look
Combat Skills:
- Swimming
- Daggers (Letter Openers, really)
- Riding (Horse)
What Is On Your Person:
- Clothing - Bright red cloche hat, white pleated skirt with a straight hem, white collared blouse with short sleeves, and a red cape-like coat thrown on top, button down version. The shoes are brown with a slight heel to them, very sturdy for its style.
- Purse/Wallet - 20 quid, a photograph of her and her brother Ethan, room key, passport, papers, letter opener
- Leather bound diary, filled with her musings, drawings, and notes about her work
- Cigarette Holder
- Cigarettes
Apartment:
- Spare clothing (formal)
- Spare clothing (casual)
- Photographs of her and her family
- Letters from her brother in America
- Notes on the various symbols and thoughts on the patterns
- Map of Cairo
- Map of her father's dig site
- Novellas
- Handheld fan
- Mathematics Text
- Scottish Terrier named Spot
History
What Brings You to Cairo: Nora wasn't meeting up with the family expectations. She didn't take any suitors, and instead, completed a program in mathematics at university. Her college didn't grant full degrees to women, and Nora was about to head out into becoming a clerk. Her favorite brother had moved to America, his sweetheart Fannie pregnant with what would be the first of many children. There wasn't much left for her to do in England. In order to avoid the scandal of his youngest daughter working as a clerk, Dr. Kingston agreed to take Nora with him to Egypt. Due to the entire craze of the groundbreaking excavation, the archaeologist decided that his daughter would suffice as an assistant. Nora knew that an opportunity to travel to Egypt wouldn't come along again, and so she accepted.
Life Before You Moved To Cairo: Nora was the youngest child born to Dr. Richard Kingston, a professor of anthropology. The Kingstons were a relatively prominent family, enjoying much wealth and influence. Each daughter was to be wed to a man of suitable stature, with the sons being educated and launched into respectable professions. This worked out for almost all of the Kingston children, aside from Nora.
She never held much of an interest in becoming a wife. While she knew that she could join the protests and fight for her rights, it didn't bother her too much. The world was the way it was, and similarly, she felt she'd be the way she would be. Nora hardly saw a point in fighting the world, instead content to just make choices from what was available to her. She attended college, with the help of her eldest and favorite brother, Ethan. Her parents (and their town) were scandalized by it, yet Nora didn't care. She completed a mathematics program, enjoying the way that patterns crept up amongst the numbers.
She then returned home, living in her parents' house. The world interested her certainly, but there wasn't a path yet for her to strike out. Her father repeatedly squashed her attempts to use her certificate, instead insisting that Nora marry. Suitors came and went, with Nora's honest and perhaps blunt method of communication chasing them off. Regardless, Nora knew that her parents' house wasn't the place for her, and she'd have to strike out on her own soon enough. Egypt provided her that chance.
Life Since You Moved To Cairo: Nora has largely been content and happy. Her father allows her to scan through his findings for patterns, leading her to attempt to decipher or at least identify phrases in hieroglyphics. She can't understand them as a language, but the patterns she adores in math are found in words as well, and so she continues to search. While she realizes that an assistant position is a waste of her certificate, she also knows it's perhaps her best chance. The world wasn't meant for her to take strides in. She would take what she could get.
Extras
Character Quote: "That's what the present is. It's a little unsatisfying because life is unsatisfying."
Theme Song: After You've Gone - Ruth Etting
Dirty Little Secret: Nora was rendered infertile by a childhood illness.
Anything Else: At the risk of sounding unoriginal, Isis. Cecily.
Nora will be the great-great aunt of Cecily Ashworth.
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Lady Virginia Crypt
{"Arsenic is a girl's best friend."}Roleplays:
Virginia Crypt
Character Summary
Name: Virginia Margaret Crypt
Social Class: Peers
Age: 25
Birthday: October 9th, 1797
Nationality: British
Birth Place: London Townhouse of the Crypt Family
Residence: Wenwynith Manor, Dartford, Kent, England
Gender: Female
Education: Private Tutors
Income Source: Titled & Investments
Native Language: English (reads/writes)
Appearance
Height: 5'6"
Weight: 120 pounds
Build: Bony
Eyes: Blue-grey, sleepy circles in shape
Hair: Light brown, soft, hangs a few inches below her shoulder
Skin Tone: Pale
Tattoos/Scars/Piercings: None
Personal Style: Virginia, as a rule, only wears three colors; black, periwinkle, and a soft blue. She generally wears long yet loose dresses, usually with slightly puffed sleeves at the top. She wears white gloves and carries a black parasol with her, and her hat always matches the color scheme of her dress. Her shoes never have too much of a heel to them, and are incredibly sturdy. She wears an opal necklace as well.
Psychology
Calm * Bluestocking * Independent * Dark * Peculiar * Stubborn
Sexuality: Bisexual (Aware but closeted)
Relationship Status: Single - Currently not entertaining suitors
Personality: Being a Crypt, Virginia has always been a bit of an oddball. Raised with the social rules and decorum of the regency era, she knows all of the social dances to make, despite not truly understanding some of the conventions. But primarily, Virginia can be thought of as a bit of a dark Luna Lovegood mixed with Sherlock Holmes, an almost dreamy individual with no qualms about death. It's her subtle eccentricity, her peculiar nature. Death doesn't startle her--it fascinates her instead, as well as abnormalities in the brain.
Of course, her dreamy nature doesn't make her passive or weak. In fact, Virginia knows very well how to keep her cards close to her chest, and wait for the appropriate time. She simply isn't as motivated to climb the social ladder as others may be, one of the reasons why Virginia currently is not entertaining any suitors. She simply doesn't care. Her independence and stubbornness can come off as a bit bossy, but she'a adapted to essentially managing the Crypt's affairs, due to her parents' absence and her brother's young age.
Habits: getting lost in her own thoughts, unwavering eye contact
Hobbies: scientific experiments--basic chemical and forensic experiments for the time period, conducted in the privacy of the manor's basement
Fears:
- James becoming one of the soulless
- Dismemberment
- Confinement for female hysteria
Likes:
- Playing the violin
- Curios
- Spending time with her brother, James
- Reading journal articles
- Taking walks using sokw
- Tales of the soulless
- Deviances in psychology
Dislikes:
- Courtship
- Disrespect--especially from those the Crypt family has invested funds with
- The season
- Talk of her parents being lost at sea
- Sweets
- Stubborn clinging to the illusion of normality
Cards On The Table
General Skills:
- Leadership
- Violin
- City Knowledge (Dartford)
- Country Knowledge (England)
- City Knowledge (London)
- History (Crypt Family)
- Negotiations
- Deduction
- Chemical Analysis
- Biology
- Court Etiquette
- Ballroom Dancing
Trained Skills:
- Language - Arre-Catte Waho
- Nakai - A focusing of ones mind and body to make the person more durable and resistant to damage; both mental and physical. Lowers the chance of being "scared to death"
- Mikasi - Ability to project ones soul fully into the between as to battle in astral combat with Cargast; leaves the body itself limp and vulnerable to physical attack.
- Chankoowashtay - Ability to project ones mind into the between for purposes of observation only; can move up to one mile from the body. Body is semi there but cannot perform complex action, seems in a daze and just sits takes 1 word direction
- Sokw - Same as above but can go further, up to 50 miles; chance of the mind getting lost while out and about as it were and not being able to return to the body
- Pavati - Ability to wield an Axe; includes throwing accuracy
What Is On Your Person:
- Clothing - a dress similar to this in fashion, a light shade of blue. Partnered with white gloves and a black parasol, her regency-style cap matches the color of the dress. Shoes are sturdy, a soft brown color, and lack a heal. Additionally, she wears an opal necklace. To beat the London chill, she wears a black overcoat.
- small handbag, colored black and blue--containing pounds, farthings, pence, black handkerchief, small notepad and pencil
- Black axe sheaths, attached to sides of the dress around the hip area for convenience
- Small ebony axe with shining blade, held in the sheath
- Additional small ebony axe, held in sheath
Residence:
- Assorted Clothing, such as - dress, dress, dress, dress
- Glassware--scientific for experiments
- Scientific and medical texts
- Scientific and medical journal articles
- Opal ring (Crypt family heirloom, traditionally worn by the current Earl of Dywell. Left behind by Lord Dywell before his voyage).
- Loose white shirt and trousers for training
- Incense
- Fiction novellas
- Crypt family records
- Spare axe; full sized
- Bloodhound; Ripper
History
Family History: The Crypts are a widespread family, with branches appearing in most of the major countries of the world. Some are in the colonies, some in Spain, but the ones to achieve true wealth and power are based in England. The English Crypts were granted an earldom by Henry VIII, from services to the crown. The earldom allowed the Crypt family to enjoy a relatively comfortable life at Wenwynith Manor. Each earl of the family had the title Earl of Dywell, giving the eldest son the courtesy title Viscount Wenwynith.
The Crypt family reputation is relatively unblemished, almost thanks to the Soulless threat. Prior to the entire debacle, they had been seen as an almost eccentric family, producing some perplexing individuals with unusual interests. However, the training against the Soulless and the imminent danger has almost rationalized the Crypt outlook on life, causing them to lose the macabre taste that they enjoyed a few centuries prior.
Currently, the Earl of Dywell and Lady Dywell do not have known whereabouts. It is suspected that they perished when traveling to visit a distant cousin of Lord Dywell's. Wenwynith Manor is currently inhabited by Lady Virginia Crypt and Viscount Wenwynith, as Virginia's grandmother had already passed. However, since Virginia and her younger brother, James, refuse to believe their parent's demise, James has not taken over yet as the head of the Crypt family.
Your personal life: The eldest child and only daughter of Lord Dywell and Lady Dywell, Virginia was expected to inherit the earldom for a majority of her life. Her father had no brothers, merely distant cousins in a messy spiderweb of Crypt family relations. Per the terms the earldom had been charted with, it would then pass to Virginia. Her parents, thus, prepared their daughter for this from an early age, teaching her not how to run a house, but how to lead. Their longtime butler, Alfred, would manage the household affairs to her.
Like her father before her, Virginia tested well at a young age in intelligence and constitution. Most British Crypts did, so it was hardly surprising. From her fascination with the mind and the idea of astral projection, they sent her to the colonies. There she trained to learn to better understand the supernatural forces, as well as protect herself if ever needed. That was, admittedly, a bit of an afterthought for the Crypts. As a rule, they were more fascinated by the soulless than afraid of them.
While in the colonies, Virginia learned to play the violin, fancying herself to be a discoverer of hidden knowledge. She became fascinated with the mind, as well as budding theories that science could be applied to determine the course of past events. It was here in the colonies that Virginia was exposed to both the mysticism of the supernatural, as well as the determinative nature of science.
She concluded her training at the age of eighteen and returned home to England. Just two years after her return, Lady Dywell gave birth to a son, James. The male heir meant that Virginia could no longer succeed her father and claim the earldom. But rather than be bitter, Virginia merely allowed herself to pursue her own studies. The Crypts were always an odd family, and her parents encouraged her, allowing her to turn the dark basement of the manor into a laboratory of sorts. Her experiments were rather simple at first, experimenting with the feeble beginnings of the ideal gas law, as she applied the meager knowledge she gained in the colonies.
At the age of twenty-three, word was sent to the Crypt families that a distant cousin, a native to Spain, was on his deathbed and wished to see Lord Dywell before he died. Her parents left by ship. They never returned. Presently, Virginia acts as the family head in the place of her brother, as he is too young to even be trained. Their trusted butler, Alfred, continues to manage the household affairs.
What you want for your life: Virginia is not quite certain what she desires in life. She wishes to simply satiate her curiosity, to learn whatever it is she desires to learn, even if she is not quite sure what that is. She is a Crypt, she believes herself to be capable of anything she puts her mind to. As for others, she does hope that her brother, James, will grow up just as well as she did, despite her parents' absence.
Extras
Character Quote(s): "Death is an old friend."
"And being so young and dipped in folly, I fell in love with melancholy" -Edgar Allen Poe.
"It is my business to know what other people do not know" -Sir Arthur Conan Doyle.
Theme Song: Special Death by Mirah
Anything Else: Cargast; Chloe and Cecily
Distant relation to Belladonna, Javier, and Mercurial Crypt
FC- Bella Heathcote
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Virginia Crypt
Character Summary
Name: Lady Virginia Margaret Crypt
Age: 25
Starting RP: Soulless Regency
Birth Place: London Townhouse of the Crypt Family
Gender: Female
Languages: English, Arre-Catte Waho
Appearance
Height: 5'6"
Weight: 120 pounds
Build: Bony
Eyes: Blue-grey, sleepy circles in shape
Hair: Light brown, soft, hangs a few inches below her shoulder
Skin Tone: Pale
Tattoos/Scars/Piercings: None
Psychology
Calm * Bluestocking * Independent * Dark * Peculiar * Stubborn
Sexuality: Bisexual
Relationship Status: Single
Personality: Being a Crypt, Virginia has always been a bit of an oddball. Raised with the social rules and decorum of the regency era, she knows all of the social dances to make, despite not truly understanding some of the conventions. But primarily, Virginia can be thought of as a bit of a dark Luna Lovegood mixed with Sherlock Holmes, an almost dreamy individual with no qualms about death. It's her subtle eccentricity, her peculiar nature. Death doesn't startle her--it fascinates her instead, as well as abnormalities in the brain.
Of course, her dreamy nature doesn't make her passive or weak. In fact, Virginia knows very well how to keep her cards close to her chest, and wait for the appropriate time. She simply isn't as motivated to climb the social ladder as others may be, one of the reasons why Virginia currently is not entertaining any suitors. She simply doesn't care. Her independence and stubbornness can come off as a bit bossy, but she'a adapted to essentially managing the Crypt's affairs, due to her parents' absence and her brother's young age (though he currently is in the care of the Russian Circus). One day, she hopes to be able to go march with the Dark Forces and follow after the example of her patron deity, the Dark Mother Veliona - but for now, she has more pressing things to attend to.
Fears:
- Being buried alive
Likes:
- Playing the violin
- Curios
- Spending time with her brother, James
- Reading journal articles
- Taking walks using sokw
- Tales of the soulless
- Deviances in psychology
Dislikes:
- Courtship
- Disrespect--especially from those the Crypt family has invested funds with
- The season
- Talk of her parents being lost at sea
- Sweets
- Stubborn clinging to the illusion of normality
Cards On The Table
General Skills:
- Leadership
- Musical Instrument (Violin)
- City Knowledge (Dartford)
- City Knowledge (London)
- History (Crypt Family)
- History (England)
- Diplomacy
- Deduction (Investigative)
- Science (Chemical Analysis)
- Science (Biology)
- Etiquette (Court)
- Dancing (Ballroom)
- Nakai
- Mikasi
- Chankoowashtay
- Sokw
- Pavati
What Is On Your Person:
- Clothing - a dress similar to this in fashion, a light shade of blue. Partnered with white gloves and a black parasol, her regency-style cap matches the color of the dress. Shoes are sturdy, a soft brown color, and lack a heal. Additionally, she wears an opal necklace. To beat the London chill, she wears a black overcoat.
- small handbag, colored black and blue--containing pounds, farthings, pence, black handkerchief, small notepad and pencil
- Black axe sheaths, attached to sides of the dress around the hip area for convenience
- Small ebony axe with shining blade, held in the sheath
- Additional small ebony axe, held in sheath
- Journal and Pencil - Gift from Ny
Extras
Character Quote(s):
- "Sic Gorgiamus Allos Subjectatos Nunc" -Crypt Family Motto
- "Death would be an excellent adventure."
- "And being so young and dipped in folly, I fell in love with melancholy" -Edgar Allen Poe.
- "It is my business to know what other people do not know" -Sir Arthur Conan Doyle.
Anything Else: Soulless Regency
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Dr. Iris Kingston
{"Everyone deserves a chance to change their fate."}Roleplays:
Iris Kingston
Character Summary
Name: Iris Aurélie Kingston
Aliases: Ize, Irène, Aurie, Lady Iris Kingston, Dr. Kingston
Age: 25
Birthday: June 9th
Ethnicity: French-British
Birth Place: Newcastle-Under-Lyme, England
Apartment Number: 3932 Chicago Heights
Gender: Female
Major/Minor: Doctorate in Psychology - (University of Cambridge)
Occupation: Psychiatrist at Justice Asylum For The Criminally Insane
Languages: English, French
Appearance
Height: 5'8"
Weight: 120 pounds
Build: Skinny, bony
Eyes: Chocolate brown
Hair: Dark brown
Skin Tone: Sun-kissed
Tattoos/Scars/Piercings: Double pierced ears
Personal Style: Iris is considerably fashion forward. She wears a black cloche hat almost always, a trend inspired by an old photograph of one of her distant ancestors, Eleanor Kingston. She wears sleek and simple blouses, always in a different color or style, but all of them serving to look elegant. Skirts, leggings, jeans rotate out as she needs them. And a neat pair of black flats go well with any outfit. She has a very graceful combination.
Psychology
Sweet * Insecure * Perceptive * Impulsive
Sexuality: Pansexual
Relationship Status: Single
Personality: Iris has always been incredibly friendly and hardworking. She honestly wants to help people in any manner that she can, causing her to sometimes trust those she shouldn't, and be taken advantage of. As much as she can be perceptive, she's impulsive in her decisions, and gullible as to her judgments. She chooses to see the best in everyone that she meets, rather than avoiding those that she perhaps should.
Iris also does not give herself nearly enough credit. As accomplished as she is, she defers to others, never taking credit for her work. Receiving awards and medals always felt awkward to her in the extreme. Rather than causing her to become prideful and boastful as it may for others, her insecurity humbles her to an extreme. If given a chance, though, she can work through it and shine. Her decisions are generally impulsive, but as Iris likes to say, it tends to work out for the best. She doesn't want herself, or anyone else, to be limited in life.
Habits: Tucking her hair behind her ear, tugging at her hair
Hobbies: Ice hockey, piano, graphic design
Fears:
- Disappointing her big brother
- Failing someone who needs her
- Poor performance reviews
Likes:
- Strawberry Sorbet
- Bilingual conversations
- Museums
- Criminal Minds
- Philosophy
- Fashion
- Shopping
- Nutella
Dislikes:
- Animal cruelty
- Abandoning the poor and the hungry
- The cushioned attitudes of some other children in the peerage system
- Dependency
- Extremist movements
- Peanut butter
Cards On The Table
General World Skills:
- Social Ettiquette (the 1%)
- Graphic Design
- Psychology
- Piano
- Photographic Memory
- Research
- Perception
Combat Skills:
- Skiing
- Fencing
- Ice Hockey
- Running
What Is On Your Person:
- Wallet - Work Visa, Pounds, Euros, $50 cash, debit card, credit card, emergency information card, employee ID badge, ID, bus pass
- Friendship Bracelet - gift from Darcy
- Clothing - Cobalt sweater dress, gold locket, black leather boots, skin colored tights, beige overcoat
- Apartment Keys
- Pepper Spray
- Hair ties (on wrist)
- iPhone with Amélie case
- Messenger bag
Apartment:
- British passport
- French passport
- Keyboard
- Macbook Air
- Emergency First Aid Kit
- Notepad with her cousins' contact information
- Beta fish (Fish the Boy Fish Wonder)
- Fish bowl + food
- Psychology reference books (French)
- Various european sweets
History
What Brings You To The City: She had done an exchange program at Justice University, and once she was looking for a job, a professor from the school contacted her, letting her know about an opening at the asylum. A plane trip, two interviews, and a stellar letter of recommendation later, she landed the position. She knows that her third cousins, Cecily and Ethan, both live in California and having family, no matter how extended, in the area didn't seem like too bad an idea.
Life Before You Moved In: Iris is the youngest child of the current Earl of Granville, Luc Kingston. Her elder brother, Darcy, is the heir presumptive. If it wasn't for Iris' great-great grandfather outliving his eldest son, the title would have passed down differently. As it was, it went to Iris' great-grandfather, who married and settled down in France. It was only when Iris' father Luc married Jane, a British woman, that the family returned to England, settling down in the old Kingston family estate.
Growing up at the estate, Iris had a sort of odd attitude. She assumed that everyone's parents were earls, that the peerage was quite normal. At home, her father would speak in French, and her mother would speak in English. For the first ten years of her life, Iris' papers would be an odd jumbling of the two languages, as she insisted that it made more sense to not limit herself to one tongue. Her elder brother, Darcy, was quite overprotective of her, calling her weekly once her parents sent her to boarding school.
At school, Iris met her best friend, a rather morbid girl named Mary. Her third cousin, Marley-Mae, was adopted by her parents when she was sixteen, but she hardly saw the girl. Marley-Mae was troubled, constantly running off and getting into trouble. As much as Iris tried to connect with her, she just couldn't. With Mary and Marley-Mae's conflicting personalities, Iris became deeply interested in psychology. She also learned how to fence at the school, and played on the school's ice hockey team.
Of course, Iris also has a lot of family pride, but not in a boastful way. Generations of Kingstons have been buried in the small cemetery on the estate, allowing her to see the immense and rich family history. The Kingstons hold family reunions quite often, and Iris was able to meet her third cousin, Cecily, through them.
Once completing her education and her A-levels, Iris was accepted to University of Cambridge to study psychology, on the sychological and Behavioural Sciences Tripos Track. Her elder brother, Darcy, was a senior at the school as she entered as a freshman, and while Marley-Mae moved out of the manor without a trace, she at least had her brother for a familiar face. Mary attended the same university as well, studying literature.
During her third year of school, Iris was accepted to a study abroad program in the states at Justice University. Rather than take coursework, she gained experience in her field by working at a mental hospital, in order to get practical knowledge. As well as being paid for her work, she earned credits towards her degree, and nurtured some professional connections. Once she completed her program, Iris pursued her doctorate degree as well, again at Cambridge. At age 25, Iris is one of the youngest people to ever be awarded the degree.
Life Since You Moved In: Iris has been in Justice since the beginning of the year. It's a bit different for her, and she enjoys getting away from the manor, getting to live something nearer to real life. She calls her brother about every night, the two of them skyping and catching up. He's currently working for a digital communications company, already high up in the chain of command. The mental ward has been a real treat for her to work at, especially as she's getting to do actual psychiatry.
Extras
Character Quote: "Don't let the sky be your limit."
Theme Song: 99 Red Balloons - Nena
Dirty Little Secret: Iris' brother is actually her half brother, as they have different fathers. Darcy and her father are oblivious to this, but if word got out, the peerage would pass to Iris instead of him.
Anything Else:Virginia
FC- Allison Paige
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Andromeda Aldrich
{"There are stranger things in this world than you could possibly imagine."}Roleplays:
Andromeda Aldrich
Character Summary
Name: Andromeda Anathema Aldrich
Aliases: Annie, Anne, Andy
Age: 29
Birthday: December 21st, 1987
Ethnicity: Caucasian
Birth Place: Salem, Massachusetts
Residence: Coventry Horrors Room 504
Gender: Female
Major/Minor: History/Astronomy
Occupation: Museum Curator
Languages: English, Latin
Appearance
Height: 5'3"
Weight: 110 pounds
Build: Skinny
Eyes: Pale blue
Hair: White as snow
Skin Tone: Pale
Tattoos/Scars/Piercings: Double pierced ears
Personal Style: Andromeda tends to dress rather casually. She works in the museum she owns, so she gets to set the dress code. Typically, she'll either be in a hoodie or a trench coat, and a pair of dark washed jeans are a staple. She loves a sturdy pair of boots, and she never wears anything really flashy or "sexy." Her hair is short and curly, and if she ever accessories, it's usually a locket and some earrings.
Psychology
Dedicated * Control Freak * Clever * Proud * Resourceful * Judgmental
Sexuality: Demisexual
Relationship Status: Single
Personality: Andromeda has never been described in her life as lazy or ignorant. She has a drive that pushes her through life, letting her accomplish roughly anything that she puts her mind to. Her dedication has allowed her to come out on top, time and time again. However, Andromeda's drive can impact her personal relationships. She can lose friends just as quickly as she makes them, and she isn't one to apologize easily.
She's also incredibly clever and resourceful, allowing her to carve out her small little collection of oddities. Things that other people would never think of come naturally to Andromeda. Her mind is always open and looking for new things. However, if others don't keep the same open minded attitude, she can be a bit judgmental and harsh on them.
Habits: Biting her nails, obsessively straightened photo frames
Hobbies: Surfing Wikipedia, ice skating
Fears:
- Peanuts -- she's severely allergic
- Extremely small enclosed spaces
- Her father's killer never being apprehended
Likes:
- Siberian Huskies
- MythBusters
- SciShow
- 1930's French Films
- Blue Raspberry Flavored Candies
- Vintage Photography
- Stories
Dislikes:
- Those willfully ignorant of history and are hence doomed to repeat it
- Closed minded people
- The Bystander Effect
- People asking her about her name
- The Hospitality Industry
- Credit Cards
Cards On The Table
General World Skills:
- Knowledge of Necromantics
- Analysis
- Research
- Preservation Techniques of Texts, Photographs, and Artifacts
- Driving (Car)
- History
- Photography
- Astronomy
- Knowledge of Myths and Legends
- Stress Management
Combat Skills:
- Endurance
- Running
- Baseball Bat
- Quick Footed
- Climbing
What Is On Your Person:
- Clothing - Black cardigan over purple hoodie, plain white t-shirt, dark washed jeans, black combat boots, black fingerless gloves
- Purse/Wallet - ID, $20 cash, debit card, credit card, library card, business card
- Hotel keys, room key, and car key
- iPhone 6 with an astronomy themed background
- A few small vintage photographs--copies that she likes to carry with her
- Holy water vials (x2)
- Protection Locket
- Small notepad and pen
Residence:
- Small refracting telescope
- Small book collection
- Camera
- Baseball bat
- Vintage Photography Collection
- Oddities and Trinkets Collection
- Family Photo Albums
- Journal
- History Textbooks
- Case File on her Father's Death
- Honda Civic
History
First Necromantic Encounter: Andromeda had dedicated her life searching for the bizarre. She spent her summer in New Zealand, at the same time when the horrific events were occurring in Altsoba. From behind the blinds in her hotel room, she spotted a scandalously dressed man pounding on the door of her neighbor. He was let inside. A few minutes later, screams pierced the air. Andromeda quietly rushed over, only to witness the woman being devoured alive, her heart lying limply on the floor as the thing continued to feast. It hadn't noticed her yet, and Andromeda grabbed the lamp from the table, and smashed the creature's brains in.
It was only later, once she had a chance to do some proper research, that Andromeda learned what that had been--a rakshasha.
Life Before the Altsoba Massacre: The Aldrich family has been in Coventry since 1867, having purchased a small hotel with profits received for service of the Union Army in the Civil War. Andromeda's father, Sal, turned the dying hotel into a themed hotel about thirty years ago, right around when he married her mother, a world famous astronomer. The marriage didn't last long, since Andromeda's mother worked in New Mexico for S.E.T.I.
Her time was split then between the Halloween themed hotel and the satellites in New Mexico. The arrangement was a unique one. Initially, Andromeda spent the school year with her mother. Her mother was in love with her work, and so, Andromeda missed school frequently to come observing with her. She learned a lot of science, but not much else. However, this instilled one of Andromeda's deep beliefs in her--to question everything and to keep an open mind.
A court order sent Andromeda to live with her father, Sal, for most of her high school career. She received a far more stable education, and ended up attending a school nearby in Boston for college. Pursuing a degree in history with a minor in astronomy, Andromeda found her love for bizarre history and facts. Little things that didn't seem to be possible. She spent most of her twenties traveling the world and collecting these little artifacts, and by the time she came home, she turned her collection into a museum. The town was already a tourist trap for those interested in things a little odd, making it the perfect place for her to live out her life.
Life Since the Altsoba Massacre: Andromeda continued her search for the bizarre, but now began to learn more and more about the truth. The events in Altsoba were largely covered up, but she continued to study on her own, eventually finding out roughly what happened. She knew what she had seen in New Zealand--it wasn't something that she could have made up. Her father was murdered just months after the events at Altsoba, and Andromeda has been running the hotel ever since the tragedy. She can't quite explain it, but she knows that her father's death has something to do with what happened in Altsoba.
But of course, it's not like she can tell the police that...
Extras
Character Quote: "Every story has a shred of truth."
Deviances: None.
Theme Song: Dollhouse by Melanie Martinez
Anything Else: Devil and Soulless Regency
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Andromeda Aldrich
Character Summary
Name: Andromeda Anathema Aldrich
Nicknames: Annie, Anne, Andy
Apparent Age: Early Thirties
Birthday: December 21st, 1987
Nationality: American
Birth Place: Salem, Massachusetts
Gender: Female
Native Language: English, Latin
Appearance
Height: 5'3"
Weight: 110 pounds
Build: Skinny
Eyes: Pale Blue; Oval
Hair: White, Soft, Wavy, Shoulder Length
Skin Tone: Pale
Tattoos/Scars/Piercings: Double pierced ears
Personal Style: When she was alive, Andromeda always dressed for comfort. She was her own boss, so she never developed distinct styles for work and for personal time. On some days, comfort meant a hoodie, shirt, jeans, and sneakers. Maybe she'd wear a locket and put on one or two pairs of earrings, but never nothing much more than that.
Of course, sometimes comfort meant that she swapped out the hoodie for a trench coat, the shirt for a nice blouse, and the sneakers for some boots. It all really depended on her mood, as well as what exactly she was doing that day. If she was heading to the airport for her latest trip, she'd dress a bit differently than if she was giving tours at the museum. But no matter what, it was rare to see her hair up. And god forbid anyone commented negatively on its unusual shade.
Psychology
Dedicated * Control Freak * Clever * Proud * Resourceful * Judgmental
Sexuality: Demisexual
Relationship Status: Single
Personality: In life, she was never lazy or ignorant. She has always had fantastic resiliency and motivation, giving her a drive that allowed her to accomplish anything she put her mind to. With her dedication and hard work, hardly anything was impossible. Even in death, this hasn't changed. Her highly driven nature ultimately caused strain in personal relationships, as she lost friends just as quickly as she made them. Apologies do not come easy to her in the slightest. And of course, this drive also indirectly led to her death.
Beyond this, Andromeda is also rather witty. She sees what other people do not, especially things that they elect to ignore. The more strange and bizarre something is, the more it fascinates and perplexes her. She's always looking for the next strange occurrence, the next mystery, the next discovery, the next oddity. Hypocritically, she judges harshly those who do not keep that same open minded attitude. In her opinion, fact is always stranger than fiction.
For those she loves and cares for, Andromeda is a strong ally. Her strong moral compass pushes her to either defend or avenge her loved ones, with her resourceful nature aiding her to that end.
Habits:
- Biting her nails
- Straightening photo frames
Hobbies:
- Surfing Wikipedia
- Ice Skating
- Traveling
- Collecting photographs and records of the bizarre
Religion: In life, Andromeda could best be classified as agnostic. Her mother was an astronomer and fiercely opinionated atheist and her father was a practicing wiccan. Her half-brother released Lucifer from hell and started the apocalypse, leaving Andromeda to conclude that there are some beings in the universe with extraordinary strength - but are they higher powers? That she does not know.
Fears:
- Peanuts -- she's severely allergic
- Small enclosed spaces
- Her half-brother's execution
Likes:
- Siberian Huskies
- MythBusters
- SciShow
- Buzzfeed Unsolved
- 1930's French Films
- Blue Raspberry Flavoring
- Vintage Photography
- Stories
- Exploring
- Snow
Dislikes:
- Those willfully ignorant of history and are hence doomed to repeat it
- Closed minded individuals
- The bystander effect
- Questions about her name
- The hospitality industry
- Credit cards
- Scientology
- Climate change deniers
Cards On The Table
Skills:
- Infection - The ability to infect a human being with a plague like disease fitting for the time period by touch. High chance of a prolonged and severely painful death.
- Weather Control - The user can affect weather in their vicinity. (Examples include a rise or drop in temperature, a fog, downpour if clouds are present, hail in proper circumstances, etc. One type of weather at a time, cannot overlap.)
What Is On Your Person:
- Pink Dress with Matching Heels
- White Hand Bag
- Replica of her locket from life
Residence:
- Telescope
- Reel to reel film projector
- Tins of old films
History
How did your character die?: Andromeda's father had died under suspicious circumstances, with the police pinning it on a young girl from the traveling circus, Cirque Anomaly. With her experiences traveling abroad and the apocalyptic events that had happened half a year ago across the country, Andromeda was convinced that her father wasn't killed by anything human. She hired a private investigator to look into the matter. After an unsuccessful attempt on Andromeda's life, followed by an unknown sniper killing the P.I., she made her way with a gang of misfits to Cirque Anomaly.
The plan was to use the young girl as bait, in order to lure the demon Andromeda believed murdered her father into a trap. While they succeeded in avenging her father, unbeknownst to them, the demon wasn't working alone. He had managed to damage the fabric of reality, and as Time attempted to heal itself, it needed an energy source to accomplish that...
...Andromeda was that energy source. Needless to say, one small human doesn't last very long as a glorified battery.
What Brought You Here: There are two, no, three answers, though each of them come with varying degrees of truth.
1) While her father was avenged, that did not mean he received justice. The demon, Mephistopheles, who killed him was slain but that means little to the dead. Once someone's life is over, that's (usually) it. They're just a memory. Andromeda wishes to give her father justice by preserving his memory. It keeps her from moving on, from seeing what the next adventure is after limbo.
2) Her half-brother, Walter, is in grave danger. Andromeda died before she could learn what happened to her brother - that he was gunned down just one town over shortly before she herself died. To her, he's still out there, alone in the world, with a warrant out for his arrest. If they arrest him, he'll be executed. Period. He tried to end the world - but family is family. He fought back against the devil in the end. That's all that matters to her.
Yet this final reason is perhaps the real one:
3) More than anything else, she wants more time to experience everything the world has to offer. While she had spent her twenties traveling the world and seeking out the peculiar, it wasn't enough. Her curiosity wasn't satisfied. There's still so much out there that she has never seen before, so much to explore and to discover... Twenty nine years wasn't enough time to even attempt to understand the mysteries that govern the world.
Does your character want peace: Maybe one day she'll want peace, but for now, Andromeda could do without it. It's a nice concept, but her intellectual drive doesn't allow her to wish for it. There's so much for her to learn and discover that the idea of peace seems almost...dull. She has a chance to look behind the curtain and understand more of how the world works. Why trade such a rare opportunity for peace? It'd be a waste of an experience that not everyone gets to have when they die. She wants to experience everything she possibly can - peace can wait.
Extras
Character Quote: "We look up at the same stars and see such different things."
Theme Song: Meet Me in the Woods - Lord Huron
Link To Previous RP For Character: The Horrors of Coventry
Link To Original CS For Character: Andromeda Aldrich
Link To Death Scene Post: The End of an Old Beginning
Anything Else: Chloyan
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Andromeda Aldrich
Character Summary
Name: Andromeda Anathema Aldrich
Age: Early Thirties
Starting RP: The Horrors of Coventry / The Paradoxial Emendation
Birth Place: Salem, Massachusetts
Gender: Female
Languages: English, Latin, Italian
Appearance
Height: 5'3"
Weight: 110 pounds
Build: Skinny
Eyes: Pale Blue; Oval
Hair: White, Soft, Wavy, Shoulder Length
Skin Tone: Pale
Tattoos/Scars/Piercings: Double pierced ears
Psychology
Dedicated * Control Freak * Clever * Proud * Resourceful * Judgmental
Sexuality: Demisexual
Relationship Status: Single
Personality: In life, she was never lazy or ignorant. She has always had fantastic resiliency and motivation, giving her a drive that allowed her to accomplish anything she put her mind to. With her dedication and hard work, hardly anything was impossible. Even in death, this hasn't changed. Her highly driven nature ultimately caused strain in personal relationships, as she lost friends just as quickly as she made them. Apologies do not come easy to her in the slightest. And of course, this drive also indirectly led to her death.
Beyond this, Andromeda is also rather witty. She sees what other people do not, especially things that they elect to ignore. The more strange and bizarre something is, the more it fascinates and perplexes her. She's always looking for the next strange occurrence, the next mystery, the next discovery, the next oddity. Hypocritically, she judges harshly those who do not keep that same open minded attitude. In her opinion, fact is always stranger than fiction.
For those she loves and cares for, Andromeda is a strong ally. Her strong moral compass pushes her to either defend or avenge her loved ones, with her resourceful nature aiding her to that end.
Fears:
- Claustrophobia
Likes:
- Siberian Huskies
- MythBusters
- SciShow
- Buzzfeed Unsolved
- 1930's French Films
- Blue Raspberry Flavoring
- Vintage Photography
- Stories
- Exploring
- Snow
Dislikes:
- Those willfully ignorant of history and are hence doomed to repeat it
- Closed minded individuals
- The bystander effect
- Questions about her name
- The hospitality industry
- Credit cards
- Scientology
- Climate change deniers
Cards On The Table
General Skills:
- Infection
- Weather Control
- Mimic
- Photography
- Dancing (General)
- Juggling
- Stage Presence
- Alertness
- Spear
- Special Weapon (Whip)
- History (Occult)
- Club
- Pistol
- Sword
- Throwing (Rock)
- Throwing (Knife)
- Throwing (Grenade)
- Soft Martial Arts
What Is On Your Person:
- Clothing - Plain Robe, Pink Dress with Matching Heels
- White Hand Bag
- Replica of her locket from life
Extras
Character Quote(s): "We look up at the same stars and see such different things."
Theme Song: Meet Me in the Woods - Lord Huron
Anything Else: The Horrors of Coventry / The Paradoxial Emendation
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Morose ✨Krakoan Princess✨
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Dr. Ravi Chakrabarti
{"If I wanted to give her a depressing name, I would've called her Phantom Menace."}Roleplays:
Ravi Chakrabarti
Character Summary
Name: Dr. Ravi Chakrabarti
Aliases: Rav
Age: 37
Birthday: May 1st
Ethnicity: Anglo-Indian
Birth Place: London, England
Location: Seattle, Washington
Gender: Male
Major/Minor: Forensic Pathology
Occupation: Medical Examiner; Former Forensic Pathologist
Languages: English, Hindi
Appearance
Height: 6'4"
Weight: 160 pounds
Build: Thin
Eyes: Brown
Hair: Black
Skin Tone: Soft bronze
Tattoos/Scars/Piercings: A New Hope Tattoo on his upper right shoulder
Psychology
Enthusiastic * Outspoken * Brilliant * Obsessive
Sexuality: Heterosexual
Relationship Status: Single
Personality: Ravi is perhaps one of the most passionate people that you will ever meet. Once interested in something, Ravi will go do whatever it is within his power to investigate it and replicate it. For gaming, this allowed him to have nice character stats and items--in real life, it got him through rigorous years of medical school to become a pathologist. His determination knows no bounds and he hates the concept of being limited, whether it be by practicalities or resources. As vibrant an individual as his enthusiasm makes him, his refusal to give up can also hinder him, especially in his personal life.
Ravi also has no verbal filter. If he believes something to be true, then he'll say it. Period. He doesn't sugar coat things and he doesn't hide his opinion. And while he is incredibly smart and knows what he's talking about, there are situations where telling the truth perhaps isn't the best choice to make. It can be a bit unnerving at first, but those who get close to Ravi often appreciate his blunt honesty.
Habits: Putting his hands in his pockets, fixing his beard
Hobbies: Gaming, geocaching
Fears:
- Having to kill another person
- Deportation
- Being beheaded
- Finding Major and Clive again
Likes:
- The color blue
- Beards
- Star Wars
- Liverpool F.C.
- Call of Duty
- Magicians
- Dogs
Dislikes:
- The Star Wars Prequels
- Giving up on people
- 'Colonist Propaganda' (U.S. History)
- Limits
- Cereal with all the marshmallows picked out
- West Ham United F.C.
- Energy Drinks
Cards On The Table
Pre Outbreak Skills:
- Forensic Pathology
- Anatomical Pathology
- General Surgery
- Medicine
- Drug Testing Protocols
Post Outbreak Skills:
- Very Basic and Crude Helicopter Piloting
- Running
- Shotgun
- Machete
- Plant Identification
- Pistol
- Water Purification
Current Supplies:
- Current Clothing - White lab coat, blue jumper, white checkered undershirt, blue jeans, faded grey sneakers, socks, brown belt.
- Olive green jacket
- Light brown-green sling bag
- Seattle Seahawks Scarf
- Seattle Seahawks Beanie
- Black gloves
- Emergency Medical Kit
- Machete
- 9 mm pistol (6 rounds in the chamber)
- Water Purification Kit
- Green Card
- Box Full of Granola Bars
History
Your First Walker Encounter: Ravi was working the night shift at the morgue, when his roommate, Major, called him in a panic. Major's fiancée Liv, the assistant medical examiner, had been bitten during a boat party on Lake Washington about an hour prior. Liv had developed a massive fever, and rather than wait for the ER to see them, Major rushed her over to see Ravi at the morgue. Ravi kept Liv under observation and examined her as best as he could, but she succumbed to the fever and died a few hours later. Ravi and Major spent the night in the morgue, his friend grieving the loss of his fiancée--only Liv woke up again a few hours later. She was the one and only walker Ravi ever killed, and he regrets not doing more to help Liv to this day.
History Before Outbreak: Ravi had a fairly posh upbringing in central London, attending the best schools and getting fairly decent grades. He went to comic conventions and knew everything about anything fictional. Before Ravi was interested in girls, he was obsessed with Dungeons and Dragons. He did amazingly on his A levels and went on to study surgery initially. However, in the middle of his third year of medical school, he took an upper division anatomy course, where they covered a unit on anatomical pathology. He fell in love with pathology, becoming utterly fascinated with the inner workings of diseases, and changed his career path that semester. It meant a few extra semesters of courses, but he didn't care.
Although his university was in Scotland, he moved to the United States to complete his residency. By the time he finished, he had been offered a position with the Center for Disease Control, which he happily accepted. However, Ravi was fired from his job as a forensic pathologist just four years later. He had developed a bit of an obsession with the possibility of bioweapons, to the extent that his superiors felt it interfered with his work. He was supposed to have been researching the impact of various experimental drugs on diseases with the potential to become epidemics. Instead, Ravi prepped for biological warfare on a global scale.
But being a forensic pathologist with impressive qualifications, Ravi found another job easily. He relocated to Seattle and accepted the position of Medical Examiner with the Seattle PD. Having a steady supply of bodies pouring in, each with some variety, helped to keep Ravi focused on his tasks. However, he did start to keep rats, running minor experiments on them with his friend and assistant Medical Examiner, Liv.
By the time he was thirty, his life was relatively perfect. He was dating a feisty assistant to the district attorney, living with a tremendous bloke who loved video games just as much as he did, and holding down a steady job that he loved. His younger sister of thirteen years even passed her A levels and received admission to Oxford.
History Since Outbreak: But that all changed. After Liv died, Seattle became quickly overrun. The boat party had impacted more people than just Liv and it spread quickly. Ravi and Major narrowly escaped from the morgue with their lives, making their way to the roof. There, they met up with one of the detectives, Clive, who was helping to evacuate personnel with one of the police helicopters. They managed to get to safety, but their luck didn't hold very long. Their pilot had fainted from stress, and with Clive and Major helping other survivors, Ravi received a quick crash course in flying a helicopter.
Ravi flew them into the Wenatchee National Forrest, aiming to get to his girlfriend's cabin in Leavenworth. Instead, they ended up landing in the hardly inhabited town of Skykomish, where the outbreak had not yet spread. And although Ravi called the CDC to offer his services, especially as a responder in the area, he never got a response. The phone lines had been flooded. Instead, they used the helicopter in a search-and-rescue sort of manner, with Ravi slowly improving his piloting skills, and evacuating survivors from the larger cities like Seattle and Tacoma. Skykomish was the most populated it had ever been, though the flight missions stopped when Seattle was deserted and Tacoma was bombed. (But it's Tacoma, so no one was really surprised to begin with...)
The first year, things held steady. They managed to get a small organizational system working, but people soon divided themselves off into groups. Infighting for resources and territory tore the group apart, rather than any threat from the walkers. Ravi fled with Major and Clive in the helicopter, making it as far as Cashmere before it finally ran out of fuel. There, the three men commandeered an RV and headed east, scanning the radio waves for any signs of life or survivors.
For the next two years, the three men were on an apocalyptic road trip of sorts. They came to know the RV as their home, staying with settlements for a week at most. The boys would help those they came across with medical attention and training, perhaps being some of the few decent guys left around. But Major had been a social worker, Ravi took the hippocratic oath, and Clive was a police officer. It was in their nature to help.
By the fourth year, they found themselves in Alabama. Survivors were harder to come across, and settlements were distrustful of them. They had learned to keep to themselves by that point, helping strangers who had been stranded, but never large groups anymore. But when Major and Clive were off gathering food supplies, a hoard came across their makeshift RV-camp site. He never saw his friends again, and after waiting at the rendez-vous point for a few weeks, Ravi moved on. With what meager supplies he has, he's hoping to come across a friendly settlement, and offer his medical expertise in exchange for food and shelter.
He hasn't given up hope that Major and Clive are alive, of course, but he knows he'll never see them again.
Extras
Character Quote: "I don't even need to be this attractive. It's just icing."
Theme Song: Electric Love by B0RNS
How Many Walkers Have You Killed: One.
How Many People Have You Killed: None.
Why: He took an oath--first do no harm.
Anything Else: When he first moved to the United States, he applied -- and was approved -- to have his beard insured against laboratory accidents; The Horrors of Coventry
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Morose ✨Krakoan Princess✨
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Vivian Adder
{"I don't get even. I get ahead."}Roleplays:
Vivian “Silver Curse” Adler
Appearance: Dirty, white blonde hair. Tall. Dark eyes. Caucasian skin tone, has a few scars. In general, she wears leather jackets, jeans, and a t-shirt, partnered with a pair of combat boots.
Age: 24
Power(s): Telekinesis. The best scientific explanation for it, so far, is that she has the ability to latch onto the nuclei of atoms and forcibly rearrange them—or in her case, move them. She suspects that she could eventually destroy objects, but she hasn’t been able to achieve that yet.
Personality: Very much a rough and reckless nature, Vivian could be described as chaotic neutral on the alignment spectrum. She’s out for herself and whatever she wants, and has a lot of trouble trusting other people. The only thing she struggles with more than trust is patience—she enjoys having things done quickly and correctly. She operates within her own moral framework, willing to do what may seem unspeakable to others, as long as she can justify it to herself. There is a sweet and sensitive side to her, but of course, it’s buried deep down. She’s much more likely to seem insane than she would be to look harmless and gentle.
Biography: Vivian’s parents never paid too much attention to her. Her father was the CEO of a major company and her mother a former pageant queen. Both of them had firm expectations for what they wanted from their daughter—and it didn’t matter that Vivian wanted nothing to do with them. The nanny more raised her than her parents, and when she was around 12 years old, her parents decided that they didn’t need a nanny anymore. This was when Vivian began to rebel. She wasn’t the type to skip class—she was more of the organized rebel type. She would con the other kids at school, running black market type networks. Drugs never were her business, and eventually, she started doing petty crimes, such as shoplifting.
By the time the radiation hit, Vivian had just graduated from college. Her degree was in computer science, and mostly, she went to college to please her parents. They controlled her money, after all. She had intended to use her degree in order to become a well paid hacker, causing trouble and getting paid… Instead, Vivian collapsed in her apartment, only to wake up and realize that her phone would fly to her hand, that the blankets were floating, and other objects were suspended in air. She could control things with her mind.
And of course, Vivian didn’t feel like playing the hero. She started using her power for sophisticated crime—high class bank robberies, and other things of that element. She got the nickname of Silver Curse due to her practices. About a year into her crime spree, however, she was betrayed by one of the other Gifted in her group. They ratted her out in hopes of getting a reduced sentence. Both of them were locked up in a high security prison. And due to Vivian’s powers, her isolation had to be complete. No one could trust the girl who could move objects with a simple thought.
And to Vivian, they were right. She would do anything she could to escape—and to get her revenge.
Theme: Highway to Hell~ youtube.com/watch?v=qKggnBh2Mdw
Vivian Adder
Character Quote: "It doesn't matter if you're guilty or not. It matters if I get paid."
Character Summary
Name: Vivian Genevieve Adder
Aliases: Silver Curse, Viv, Vivvie, Gen, Adler
Age: 24
Birthday: March 3rd, 1992
Ethnicity: Caucasian (American)
Birth Place: Lawrence, Kansas
Place of Residency: Number 5 Maple Road
Hometown: Topeka, Kansas
Gender: Female
Highest Level of Education: University; Computer Science Major
Occupation: Bail Fugitive Recovery Agent
Languages: English
Appearance
Height: 5'7"
Weight: 160 pounds
Build: Athletic
Eyes: Black
Hair: Silvery-blonde
Skin Tone: Lightly tanned
Tattoos/Scars/Piercings: One long scar on her back, two smaller scars on her right hand
Personal Style: Tank top, brown leather jacket, black skinny jeans, black combat boots, crescent moon necklace, brown ankle socks, black fingerless gloves
Psychology
Determined * Callous * Clever * Morbid
Sexuality:Pansexual
Relationship Status: Single
Personality: Very much a rough and reckless nature, Vivian could be described as chaotic neutral on the alignment spectrum. She’s out for herself and whatever she wants, and has a lot of trouble trusting other people. The only thing she struggles with more than trust is patience—she enjoys having things done quickly and correctly. She operates within her own moral framework, willing to do what may seem unspeakable to others, as long as she can justify it to herself. There is a sweet and sensitive side to her, but of course, it’s buried deep down. She’s much more likely to seem insane than she would be to look harmless and gentle.
However, she does crave the approval of others--a select few, to be more specific. Beyond her cold and harsh exterior, she does want her friends and family to approve of her choices, and to feel proud of her. Her pride dominants a lot of her decisions, but she also has a need for perfection and compliance. She'd rather sass someone than attack them, but in her line of work, she often has to deal with violent individuals, causing her become more violent herself.
Habits:Cracking her knuckles, rolling her eyes, tapping her foot
Hobbies:Shooting her gun at the range, archery, programming, first person shooter video games
Fears:
- Death
- Plane rides
- Bees, wasps
Likes:
- Weapons
- Hacking
- Running
- Parkour
- Large dogs
- MMA
Dislikes:
- People
- Laziness
- Greek Yogurt
- Makeup
- Door to door salesmen
- Mornings
Skills
More Mental Skills:
- Computers
- Breaking and Entering
- Disguise
- Tracking/Stalking/Following
- Laws and regulations of Bail Fugitive Recovery Agents
Physical Skills:
- Pistols
- Bow and Arrow
- Stamina
- Unarmed Combat (Kickboxing)
Day to Day Belongings:
- Wallet: Business Cards, $60 cash, debit card, credit card, ID, fake IDs, Starbucks card, Bail Fugitive Recovery Agent identification
- Clothing: Tank top with spaghetti straps, moon necklace, skinny jeans, combat boots, leather jacket, ankle socks
- Apartment keys
- 9mm pistol
- Cell Phone with skull phone case (iPhone 5S)
- Bus tickets
- Pocket knife
Home:
- Computer (Macbook Pro)
- 3 textbooks from her Bail Fugitive Recovery Agent final courses
- Maps of the area, marked up with notes and photographs attached
- Halestorm posters
- Files on known frequent offenders (for skipping on bail)
- Spare pistol ammunition
- Computer coding books
- Scrapbook made by her mother for her graduation
- Photo of her and her nanny when she was 3
History
Of course, as an adult, her parents forced her to attend college. She fulfilled her foreign language requirement by studying German, admiring the strong and powerful force behind the language. Studying Computer Science, Vivian intended to become a hacker, getting paid for messing around. It would have been the dream, yet soon after graduating with her bachelor of science, she found herself in a sticky situation. She had hacked into a major company, and her parents managed to settle the case out of court. One of the terms was that Vivian never hack again--one that her parents agreed to for her.
During all of the court proceedings, Vivian got interested in a replacement career: one as a Bail Fugitive Recovery Agent. Training physically and mentally, Vivian moved to Washington, finding the cesspool that was Tacoma incredibly lucrative for business. Licensed to practice in both Kansas and Washington, Vivian has found some sort of stability in her life--though her parents aren't pleased that their daughter became a bounty hunter.
Life Leading Up To the Apocalypse // What Brings You to Altsoba Vivian's father, after his career change from CEO to pastor, invited her to live with him in Altsoba. Initially, Vivian refused, wanting nothing but distance from her parents. However, with the high price of living Seattle and being unwilling to live in Tacoma, Vivian settled for a modification of her father's offer: she would pay rent, in order to feel as if she retained her independence. Living on the upper floor of her parents' home, Vivian attempts to ignore her father at all costs.
Most people in Altsoba know her as the pastor's daughter, to her dismay. In general, locals think that she goes against all of the ideals the old preacher talks about, but their relationship is improving--slowly. When the apocalypse was rumored to begin, Vivian's father begged her to stay with him in Altsoba, fearing for his daughter's life. She agreed--mostly because a fugitive was rumored to have made his way towards the fateful town. It was business as usual--it didn't matter that the world was ending.
Extras
Deviances:Vivian feels a prickling sensation when supernatural beings are around
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Morose ✨Krakoan Princess✨
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Mallory Grimmoire
{"Death never takes a holiday."}Roleplays:
Name: Mallory Grimoire
Age: 19
Sex: Female
Spices: Kumakatok. The Kumakatok were omens of death in the Philippines, and they would knock on the doors of those fated to die. There are three of them, two old men, and one young girl — Mallory happens to be that young girl.
Appearance:
Personality: A strong and confident young woman, she’s determined to make her way in the world. Witty and ambitious, she is very calm and decisive, but with a dark sense of humor. She does, however, have a guilty pleasure in gossiping and hearing secrets not meant for her.
Abilities/skills:
She has the ability to postpone death for up to thirty seconds for another individual, can limit interaction with physical objects when in true form, senses who is near to death, able to mimic the powers of a ghost (mild telekinesis). She can “read souls” so basically, she can know if someone has sold their soul and where they’re likely to end up.
Occupation: She’s a receptionist at a chiropractor, as student loans are still a burden.
Occupation based on beast: Since she’s a door knocker, some of the various gangs will ask for her to go and inform people that death is imminent. She basically is the person who sends out the warning messages for the beast mafia.
Strengths:
Intelligent, light on her feet, can quote Oscar Wilde, able to discern the truth quickly, calm, decisive, and relentless.
Weakness:
Iron and salt will have her be down for the count. In her true form, if someone removes her hood, she is basically rendered useless and will be no more useful than a vegetable for ages. If she gets too emotional, her powers will go out of control in a hilarious meltdown. And finally, each town she goes to, if someone is near death, she MUST go knock on their door, or she’ll get extremely weak. Her sense of humor can be off putting as well at times.
History:
Her mother married Mallory’s father when he was rather old, and never caught on that he wasn’t who he seemed. Once she had Mallory and saw the thing she gave birth to, she screamed in fear and terror, looking at the form of a Kumakatok underneath the cloak. Luckily for Mallory and her father (or perhaps unluckily?), her mother quickly died in childbirth, right after Mallory’s father began knocking.
Since then, she was raised by her father and her uncle, other Kamakatoks. They traveled the world, with Mallory being raised in Egypt for the majority of her teenage years, as her father and uncle worked on an archaeological dig, attempting to learn more about their own kind. Her childhood years were fairly uneventful, except for on one occasion where she was lost inside of a crypt, and had to turn into her true form in order to merely glide through the walls to find her way out. The other archaeologists in the team regarded Mallory as family, and ended up raising enough money to send her to NYU. Living in New York by herself, Mallory has a small apartment and rooms with a human girl named Eleanor. The two of them are mildly close, as both of them study at NYU. Just like her father and uncle, Mallory is hoping to become an archaeologist —and perhaps move to a town where she doesn’t spend her entire evenings knocking on doors to warn people of impending death. It makes her a bit tired in the morning, and cranky, of course. Given that money doesn’t go too far for a school like NYU, she took up a job as a receptionist, watching people trot inside to receive a back adjustment each day. She hardly cares about her work, and spends most of her time reading about dig sites. Her job for the “beast mafia”brings in some extra cash as well, causing her to be expected to graduate debt free.
Age: 19
Sex: Female
Spices: Kumakatok. The Kumakatok were omens of death in the Philippines, and they would knock on the doors of those fated to die. There are three of them, two old men, and one young girl — Mallory happens to be that young girl.
Appearance:
Personality: A strong and confident young woman, she’s determined to make her way in the world. Witty and ambitious, she is very calm and decisive, but with a dark sense of humor. She does, however, have a guilty pleasure in gossiping and hearing secrets not meant for her.
Abilities/skills:
She has the ability to postpone death for up to thirty seconds for another individual, can limit interaction with physical objects when in true form, senses who is near to death, able to mimic the powers of a ghost (mild telekinesis). She can “read souls” so basically, she can know if someone has sold their soul and where they’re likely to end up.
Occupation: She’s a receptionist at a chiropractor, as student loans are still a burden.
Occupation based on beast: Since she’s a door knocker, some of the various gangs will ask for her to go and inform people that death is imminent. She basically is the person who sends out the warning messages for the beast mafia.
Strengths:
Intelligent, light on her feet, can quote Oscar Wilde, able to discern the truth quickly, calm, decisive, and relentless.
Weakness:
Iron and salt will have her be down for the count. In her true form, if someone removes her hood, she is basically rendered useless and will be no more useful than a vegetable for ages. If she gets too emotional, her powers will go out of control in a hilarious meltdown. And finally, each town she goes to, if someone is near death, she MUST go knock on their door, or she’ll get extremely weak. Her sense of humor can be off putting as well at times.
History:
Her mother married Mallory’s father when he was rather old, and never caught on that he wasn’t who he seemed. Once she had Mallory and saw the thing she gave birth to, she screamed in fear and terror, looking at the form of a Kumakatok underneath the cloak. Luckily for Mallory and her father (or perhaps unluckily?), her mother quickly died in childbirth, right after Mallory’s father began knocking.
Since then, she was raised by her father and her uncle, other Kamakatoks. They traveled the world, with Mallory being raised in Egypt for the majority of her teenage years, as her father and uncle worked on an archaeological dig, attempting to learn more about their own kind. Her childhood years were fairly uneventful, except for on one occasion where she was lost inside of a crypt, and had to turn into her true form in order to merely glide through the walls to find her way out. The other archaeologists in the team regarded Mallory as family, and ended up raising enough money to send her to NYU. Living in New York by herself, Mallory has a small apartment and rooms with a human girl named Eleanor. The two of them are mildly close, as both of them study at NYU. Just like her father and uncle, Mallory is hoping to become an archaeologist —and perhaps move to a town where she doesn’t spend her entire evenings knocking on doors to warn people of impending death. It makes her a bit tired in the morning, and cranky, of course. Given that money doesn’t go too far for a school like NYU, she took up a job as a receptionist, watching people trot inside to receive a back adjustment each day. She hardly cares about her work, and spends most of her time reading about dig sites. Her job for the “beast mafia”brings in some extra cash as well, causing her to be expected to graduate debt free.
Mallory Grimmoire
Character Summary
Name: Mallory Grimmoire
Aliases: Pinto Panuktok
Age: ???
Gender: Female
Appearance
Height: 4'10"
Weight: ???
Build: Slender and lean
Eyes: ???
Hair: ???
Skin Tone: ???
Tattoos/Scars/Piercings: Ethereal to the last.
Psychology
Witty * Dark
Personality: For a death spirit, Mallory fances that she has a decent sense of humor. She loves to read famous works of literature, with her favorite playwright being Oscar Wilde. She knows just about every expression about death and has lengthy opinions on all of them, despite hardly ever being in contact with her mother, the Angel of Death. Her wit helps to bring a lot of confidence to her, but given that no one can recall when the last door knocker died, she perhaps has earned the right to be cocky.
Additionally, her presence is a calm one. She is decisive and firm in her decisions, even if her aura does have a tendency to frighten humans. One of her favorite pastimes is listening to idle gossip, especially when it comes to secrets that were not meant for her ears. For example, Mallory knew about the impending apocalypse before some of the angels did--a fact that she continues to feel very prideful about. Her pride can lead to some stubbornness, but she hasn't been in a situation yet truly where her pride has been tested.
History
History: Azrael, the Angel of Death, has many children. The most famous are the reapers, beings who collect souls when it is time for them to move from this world to the next. Lesser known are the kumakatok, also called the door knockers. Believed to be Filipino legend, they are omens of death to come. No less than an hour before the time of one's demise, one of these death spirits will knock on the door thrice, and from that point, one's fate is sealed.
Only three door knockers exist, no matter what. If one dies, another arises almost instantaneously. There are always two old men and one young girl. The pattern never varies. The kumakatok have extraordinary abilities as well--they can postpone someone's death for up to a minute, consciously control whether their body is corporeal when in their true form, sense which individuals are nearing death, mimic the abilities of a ghost, such as telekinesis, and know where each soul is fated to go. But as strong as they are, they are just as weak. They are vulnerable, like many spirits, to iron and salt. But additionally, if the hood of a door knocker is removed, they become completely paralyzed and slowly perish. And lastly, if they do not fulfill their duties and knock on the doors of those fated to die...Well, no one is quite sure what happens--they go into a mad frenzy. No one has cared to see what happened next.
Mallory is perhaps unique for a kumakatok. With a pendant gifted to her from her mother, Azrael, she can assume human form and move throughout human society. The girl is a wandering spirit at heart, wanting to see the world, and hoping to somehow have something akin to a 'normal' life. Whereas humans have an afterlife waiting for them, there is no such afterlife for the kumakatok. It frightens her.
Extras
Character Quote: "Death cannot stop for any soul."
Theme Song: O' Death - Jen Titus
Anything Else: ~provided in previous CS~
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Aidan Ferguson
{"I always make the deal."}Roleplays:
Aidan Ferguson
Character Summary
Name: Aidan Sawney Ferguson
Aliases: Ferguson, Fergus, Sawney, Aid, Danny boy
Age: 42
Birthday: December 28th, 1973
Ethnicity: Scottish
Birth Place: Edinburgh, Scotland
Years With Dunder Mifflin: Eight
Gender: Male
Major/Minor: Business Administration / Philosophy
Occupation: Regional Manager
Languages: English (fluent, native tongue) and French (fluent)
Appearance
Height: 5'8"
Weight: 250 pounds
Build: Mostly chubby, though he does have some muscle to him
Eyes: Brown
Hair: Brown, starting to thin.
Skin Tone: Average, not tanned or pale
Tattoos/Scars/Piercings: Scar on back of his left knee from a fight as a kid
Personal Style: Nice black coat, dark collared shirt, slacks, dress shoes.
Psychology
Resourceful * Obsessive * Intelligent * Quick to Anger
Sexuality: Gay
Relationship Status: Single (Divorced)
Personality: With ambition driving his each and every action, Ferguson wants to be on top. He is willing to do anything and everything to get there -- as long as he keeps his word. This stipulation is key to his mental framework, the driving force between each decision he makes. If Ferguson makes a promise or a deal, he will keep it -- even if it results in his own death. Beyond that, he obsesses over problems and issues, as well as goals, driving him nearly to the brink of insanity in order to accomplish it. This drive and focus has caused him to neglect his personal life, leading to the conflict with his ex-wife and his daughter.
Rather impatient, Ferguson is quick to anger if anything is delayed or goes wrong. He refuses to blame himself, instead pushing the blame on other people. Selfish to the core, he may claim that his motives are to benefit someone else, but in the end, they all come back to meet one of his own needs. Able to charm when he needs to, it's helped him become a master salesman, but also a master manipulator. He doesn't care about doing the right thing or the wrong thing -- he cares about what is best for himself.
He isn't trying to be "evil" or a "bad guy." Instead, he's trying to do what makes sense, cutting through and brushing aside whatever he needs to in order to get the job done. To him, the means will always justify the ends.
Habits: Checking his phone, drumming his fingers, chuckling to himself, jumping to conclusions
Hobbies: Gambling/betting, watching MMA fights on the TV, participating in battlefield reenactments
Fears:
- The alarming reality that he will die alone, without anyone to love him
- Street preachers
- Small dogs
Likes: 6 minimal
- Scotch
- Spending time with his daughter, Elspeth
- Verbal wordplay with men at bars
- Sales
- Gambling/Wagers/Bets
- James Bond films
Dislikes: 6 minimal
- Sparkles and glitter
- The poor public transportation system in America
- His mother
- Multiple people talking at once
- Religious people
- Cliche speeches, movies, commercials
- Anyone who goes back on their word
Cards On The Table
General World Skills:
- Negotiation
- Business
- Intuition
- Philosophy
- Driving (car)
Combat Skills:
- Stamina
- Fencing
What Is On Your Person:
- Black wallet containing: Business Cards (10~), Credit Card, Debit Card, Insurance Cards, ID, Green Card, $30 cash, 5 quid, photograph of his daughter, Elspeth.
- Car Keys
- Sleek iPhone SE
- Clothing - Nice black coat, dark collared shirt, slacks, dress shoes, black socks
- Lighter
- Cigarettes
- Ring with family crest
- Apartment Keys
- Small pocket diary; leather
- G2 black pen
Desk:
- Political Bobble Head Collection
- Letters to and from home
- Scotch -- aged
- General business textbooks and books
- Further photographs of Elspeth, ripped on the edge (photographs used to include his wife in them)
- Pocket Diary
- Fountain pen collection
- Books and pamphlets penned by individuals such as Rousseau, Locke, Montesqieu, Plato, Aristotle, Socrates, and so forth
- Old Bently in need of restoration
History
What Brings You to Dunder Mifflin: Ferguson's company was expanding internationally. They had opened a home office practically the middle in Pennsylvania, with Ferguson moving to New Castle. Hating long drives to work, Ferguson offered the position to head the newest branch of Dunder Mifflin instantly. He's been working there ever since Dunder Mifflin New Castle opened its doors.
Life Before You Moved In: Ferguson was born in Edinburgh to a single mother. He never knew who his father was, and each time he'd ask his mother, she would tell a different story. At first, she would tell him that his father went to war--World War II, that is. When he grew old enough to see through the poorly constructed lie, she then told him that his father was a traveling magician, famous and world renowned. He believed this until the advent of the Internet, when a simple search assured him that his father was indeed not a famous magician. It was then, at the age of 21, that his mother admitted that she hadn't the faintest idea who his father was.
He stopped asking questions about it at that point.
His mother raised him the best she could, struggling to make ends meet. Growing up, Ferguson tried not to question why his mother was never home at night, or why people would jeer at her in the street. Preachers were always coming to their tiny flat, informing Ferguson that his mother was going to burn in hell, and he would be alongside her. Terrified of their claims, Ferguson stopped going to church, and grew a hatred/fear of those who speak of the divine.
Growing up in poverty, Ferguson vowed that he would achieve some sort of greatness. In primary school, he would save all of his money up for whatever pencil/eraser was the most popular, purchase them in bulk, and make a steady profit. On a few occasions, his customers would get into a dispute with him, using blows instead of words. On the first few occasions, they injured Ferguson, but only increased his determination. He'd pay the older kids with cash to act as his bodyguards, this habit continuing as he grew up. Erasers turned into concert tickets and make-up, into forgeries on hall passes and sick notes. By the time Ferguson was in college, he knew what he was skilled at: business.
In college, Ferguson was the one to go to in order to get whatever you needed. Given that he attended university in Scotland, he didn't deal alcohol -- it was more adderall, and anything else a college student may have. He eventually ceased his little underground network when he received an opportunity to work with a faculty member, becoming their aid full time. It was likely the only reason Ferguson ended up working honestly -- and not dealing illicit drugs.
By the time he was 24, Ferguson married a waitress named Jean. The two of them had a kid together (Elspeth), but the marriage quickly deteriorated. Jean hated how much Ferguson focused on work, and ended up cheating on him with a co-worker. After just two years of marriage, they divorced, with Jean keeping Elspeth for the school year, and Ferguson only getting to see her during the summers.
Throwing himself into his work, he started fencing in his spare time, as a means to keep up with the stress and heartbreak. Working through his intense emotional issues, Ferguson came to the realization that he was gay, and when his company offered him a position at the new branch in Pennsylvania, Ferguson took the job for a fresh start. The commute was an entire pain, so he switched jobs and began working at Dunder Mifflin, rather than Pharmaceutical Sales.
While the commute is vastly shorter, his life still isn't entirely happy. Behind the cheeky smile at numerous gay bars is a heart broken man. His daughter, Elspeth, has started to detest coming to see him--she calls the visits boring and inane, going as far as to refuse to visit him the next summer. It has been eating away at him, causing him to work harder and harder. His drinking has become a bit of a problem, and he has taken up the habit of smoking cigarettes. While he does enjoy better pay than he did back in Scotland, Ferguson is starting to realize that the lifestyle he lived destroyed any chance of him truly knowing his daughter.
Extras
Character Quote: "Nothing gets done unless you're willing to get your hands dirty." or "Bollocks!"
Theme Song: I Can't Decide by the Scissor Sisters
Dirty Little Secret: Ferguson cheated on his wife with a man during their marriage. With his honor being so vastly important to him, it would emotionally destroy him if anyone knew.
Anything Else:
Aidan Ferguson
Character Summary
Name: Aidan Sawney Ferguson
Aliases: Fergus, Meatsuit, Danny Phantom, Aid, the Demon Whisperer
Age: 42
Birthday: December 28th, 1974
Ethnicity: Scottish
Birth Place: Edinburgh, Scotland
Location: O.M.E.N. Headquarters - Washington D.C.
Gender: Male
Major/Minor: Business Administration/Philosophy
Occupation: Demon Consultant
Languages: English, Scottish Gaelic
Appearance
Height: 5'9"
Weight: 172 pounds
Build: Plump, some definition
Eyes: Green
Hair: Brown
Skin Tone: Lightly Tanned
Tattoos/Scars/Piercings: Scar on left knee from childhood fight, demonic sigil scar on right hand
Personal Style: Growing up in poverty, Fergus always associated a good suit with success. To that extent, he's always dressed to the nines. An amazing Italian suit, dark shade, and shoes to match help to put a bit of a spring in his step. Those who think that style isn't worth sacrificing comfort are fooling themselves. It can be uncomfortable as hell but as long as it looks amazing, that's all that matters. First impressions cannot be redone, after all. Clothing is the driving force behind those impressions.
Psychology
Resourceful * Obsessive * Intelligent * Short Fused * Honorable * Violent
Sexuality: Homosexual
Relationship Status: Divorced
Personality: With ambition driving his each and every action, Fergus wants to be on top. He is willing to do anything and everything to get there -- as long as he keeps his word. This stipulation is key to his mental framework, the driving force between each decision he makes. If Fergus makes a promise or a deal, he will keep it -- even if it results in his own death. Beyond that, he obsesses over problems and issues, as well as goals, driving him nearly to the brink of insanity in order to accomplish it. This drive and focus has caused him to neglect his personal life, leading to the conflict with his ex-wife and his daughter.
Rather impatient, Fergus is quick to anger if anything is delayed or goes wrong. He refuses to blame himself, instead pushing the blame on other people. Selfish to the core, he may claim that his motives are to benefit someone else, but in the end, they all come back to meet one of his own needs. Able to charm when he needs to, it's helped him become a master salesman, but also a master manipulator. He doesn't care about doing the right thing or the wrong thing -- he cares about what is best for himself.
He isn't trying to be "evil" or a "bad guy." Instead, he's trying to do what makes sense, cutting through and brushing aside whatever he needs to in order to get the job done. To him, the means will always justify the ends. And for a man possessed by a demon for ten years, he's in remarkable shape when it comes to sanity - he just tends to act a bit demonic himself.
Habits:
- Checking his phone
- Chuckling under his breath
- Jumping to conclusions
Hobbies:
- Gambling
- Watching MMA Fights
- Darts
Fears:
- Small Dogs
- Dying alone
- Harm coming to Elspeth
Likes:
- Scotch
- Spending time with Elspeth, his only daughter
- Verbal wordplay
- Wagers
- James Bond films
- Revenge
Dislikes:
- Glitter
- Traitors
- His mother
- Religion
- Public transportation in America
- Commercials
- Angels
Cards On The Table
General World Skills:
- Specialized Necromantic Knowledge - Demons
- Extensive Knowledge of Hell
- Negotiation
- Business
- Intuition
- Philosophy
- Driving (Car)
- Torture
Combat Skills:
- Supernatural Combat - Demons
- Supernatural Combat - Hellhounds
- Spiked Club
- Blade
- Stamina
What Is On Your Person:
- Clothing - Black blazer, dark collared shirt, slacks, dress shoes, dark socks, ring with family crest
- Purse/Wallet - Photograph of Elspeth, ID
- Lighter
- Cigarettes
- Flask of Holy Oil
- Angel Blade
Residence:
- Leather diary
- Fountain pen
- Aged Scotch
- Letters from Elspeth
- Family photo album
- Keys to his old car (a Bently)
- Barack Obama bobblehead
History
Why You Were Recruited: Fergus was possessed for a decade by the King of Hell. He's been on O.M.E.N.'s radar since the very day the organization was founded. He knows the hierarchy of demons, he knows each creature stashed in Hell - he could draw a near perfect map of the dimension and describe each of its horrors in details. No one knows more about demons than he does. As for why he wants to help - well, he really doesn't. But O.M.E.N. has promised him a trip to Disney World with Elspeth in exchange for his cooperation. He isn't going to miss that for the world.
Of course, this is a suicide mission - he knows exactly why Hel was locked away. He plans on being one of the few survivors. Let the others be martyrs and die for the greater good. He's got no interest in being a proper hero.
Life Before the Altsoba Massacre: Fergus was born in Edinburgh to a single mother. He never knew who his father was, and each time he'd ask his mother, she would tell a different story. At first, she would tell him that his father went to war--World War II, that is. When he grew old enough to see through the poorly constructed lie, she then told him that his father was a traveling magician, famous and world renowned. He believed this until a simple search at the library assured him that his father was indeed not a famous magician. It was then that his mother admitted that she hadn't the faintest idea who his father was.
He stopped asking questions about it at that point.
His mother raised him the best she could, struggling to make ends meet. Growing up, Fergus tried not to question why his mother was never home at night, or why people would jeer at her in the street. Preachers were always coming to their tiny flat, informing Fergus that his mother was going to burn in hell, and he would be alongside her. Terrified of their claims, Fergus stopped going to church, and began to hate and simultaneously fear religion.
Amidst all of this, he vowed that he would one day achieve greatness. In primary school, he would save all of his money up for whatever pencil/eraser was the most popular, purchase them in bulk, and make a steady profit. On a few occasions, his customers would get into a dispute with him, using blows instead of words. On the first few occasions, they injured Fergus, but only increased his determination. He'd pay the older kids with cash to act as his bodyguards, this habit continuing as he grew up. Erasers turned into concert tickets and make-up, into forgeries on hall passes and sick notes. By the time Fergus was in college, he knew what he was skilled at: business. He had a thriving black market of sorts that he ran at university, peddling any sort of drug or other contraband that his fellow students desired.
He only shut down this network when his sweetheart agreed to marry him. They had a kid together (Elspeth) but the marriage didn't last. His wife cheated on him and Fergus cheated on her. She won primary custody of Elspeth in the divorce, with Fergus having custody during the summers. The arrangement worked until 2006, when Fergus abandoned his family. Everyone assumed it was because he had slipped into his old ways, when really it was something far more sinister:
Fergus was possessed by a demon, the King of Hell himself. For ten years, Fergus was a prisoner in his own skin, only able to watch as the demon committed unspeakable atrocities, time and time again. Most people would have been horrified and Fergus was - at first. As the years went by, he developed Stockholme Syndrome and started to see more and more of himself in the demon.
Life Since the Altsoba Massacre: After the Altsoba Massacre, the King of Hell was high on the list of threats towards O.M.E.N. A team of agents gave their lives to exorcise the demon. Fergus was taken into custody and imprisoned in a cell beneath O.M.E.N. headquarters. His possessions, including an angel blade the demon had stolen, were placed into O.M.E.N.'s vault.
Ever since he was taken into custody, he has been constantly interrogated and questioned for any and all information he had obtained. He lived with a demon inside of him for a decade - one of the most influential demons. He knows more about demons than some of the most experienced hunters of the day, making him an asset for O.M.E.N. And since as far as the public is concerned, Fergus is responsible for everything the demon did, O.M.E.N. doesn't have to release him.
Fergus struck a deal with the organization. He acts as their "demon consultant" and in exchange, they allow him visitation with his daughter. Sometimes it's in person, sometimes it's over the phone. At either rate, the agreement has been mutually beneficial to both parties.
Extras
Character Quote: "Nothing gets done unless you're willing to get your hands dirty."
O.M.E.N. Record: Victim of Demonic Possession; Multiple Counts of Murder, Kidnapping, Extortion, Assault, and Rape; Kept Under Observation at O.M.E.N. Headquarters
Deviances: Fergus was possessed by a demon (the King of Hell, in fact) for ten years
Theme Song: When You're Evil - Voltaire
Anything Else: ~included in previous CS~
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Morose ✨Krakoan Princess✨
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Jade Cornish
{"There are no monsters--only humans."}Roleplays:
- Previous RP Site
- Previous 1x1 Partner On Other Site
- The Last Stand
- Abandoned Hope
- The Horrors of Coventry
- X-Men: Darkness Rising - Days of Future Past (NPC)
- X-Men: House of M - Skyrose Crossover RP (NPC)
Jade Cornish
"Oh, piss off. No one really cares."
Character Summary
Name:Jade Corentine Cornish
Aliases:Jady, Cor, London's Actual Finest
Age: 27
Birthday: May 13th, 1989
Ethnicity: British
Birth Place: London, England
Place of Residency: Alistair Apartment 3A
Hometown: London, England
Gender: Female
Highest Level of Education: Bachelors degree in Criminology, minor in European History
Occupation: Homicide Detective; Former Private Eye
Languages: English, French, German
Appearance
Height: 5'4"
Weight: 120 pounds
Build: Extremely thin, bony
Eyes: Hazel
Hair Color and Style: Black, shoulder length--fairly straight with bangs
Skin Tone: Pale
Tattoos/Scars/Piercings: None
Personal Style: Brown frock coat, black sneakers, blue blouse, dark scarf, cashmere gloves (fingertipless), dark washed jeans
Psychology
Inquisitive * Insecure * Caring * Depressed
Sexuality: Bisexual
Relationship Status: Single
Personality: As much as she hates being defined by her depression, it influences most of the choices she makes. Her mind, in her opinion, is being ruled over by some demonic entity, causing her to see the worst in each and every situation. As a private eye, that type of negativity does come with the job -- but it also causes it to be difficult for her to make friends. She craves companionship, but her own assurance that nothing good can ever happen prevents her from attaining it.
The very few people that Jade befriends can experience a fiercely caring relationship. She'll do anything for them, no matter the cost. And of course, she happens to want to find things out, enjoying the possibility that the unknown prevents. She tends to throw herself into her work, in order to escape the feelings that cause her extensive pain. She is also skilled in the art of sass.
Habits: Biting her nails, biting her lip, concealing feelings
Hobbies: Attending improv-comedy shows, reading, wine tasting, exercising
Fears:
- Abandonment
- Being hated
- Being trapped
Likes: 6 minimal
- Getting things correct // knowing things
- Science
- BBC News and Television Shows
- Obscure facts and knowledge
- Complex stories with twists and turns
- Animals
Dislikes: 6 minimal
- Bigots and racists
- Vegetables
- Seafood
- The status quo
- Group work
- Patronizing tones
Skills
More Mental Skills:
- Stalking/Following
- Disguise
- European History
- Criminology
- Breaking and Entering
- Basic forensics
Physical Skills:
- Edged Weapons -- Dagger
- Tae Kwan Do
- Edged Weapons -- Long Sword
- Acrobatics
Day to Day Belongings:
- Handcuffs
- Pocket journal and pen
- Wallet: Containing ID, fake ID for Abigail Jackson, credit card, debit card, $50 cash, and business cards reading "LONDON'S ACTUAL FINEST // JADE CORNISH" and including her phone number
- Apartment keys
- Lighter
- Cigarettes
- Police issued pistol
- Camera
- Clothing: Brown frock coat, dark washed jeans, black combat boots, hair ties on wrists, black socks, dark blouse
- Police badge and ID
- Laptop
- Back-up of laptop files and related police files
- Criminology textbooks
- Forensic textbooks
- Files on notorious and infamous individuals
- Plenty of scotch and whiskey
- Cat named Belladonna
- Stability ball
- Exercise mat
- Photographs of family in London
History
Life Before The Apocalypse: Jade is the daughter of a private eye and a pimp (female, mind you). The two of them were ill-suited to being parents, and by the age of three, her uncle stepped in to raise her. Her parents would sometimes attempt to regain custody, only for them to put her life in danger, causing the uncle to return. Her uncle was (and is) a minor government official in England, making a decent salary, and was able to send her to boarding school by the time was she seven.
At boarding school, Jade was taught how to play the violin, though she fell out of practice and forgot how to do so by the time she was 17. The kids here were rather homophobic, and once word got out that her mother was a pimp and her father a private eye currently in rehab for cocaine addiction, the bullying at the school became relentless. She remained at this school until she completed her secondary school education.
The bullying caused her a great deal of pain, especially when she was 15 years old, an elaborate prank was pulled on her, in which a nice seeming boy pretended to fall in love with her. Quickly becoming more and more depressed, Jade became suicidal and depressed, self harming and becoming a quiet, darker person. Her uncle got her help as soon as he found out, but she never did become her previous, cheerier self again.
Attending King's College of London, Jade found herself fascinated with the violent minded, and studied Criminology. Like her father, she eventually became a private eye, proclaiming herself to be London's Actual Finest. With only her uncle for family, Jade is still estranged from her parents, and has no intention of starting a family of her own. Taking martial arts classes and learning to use various weapons made sense with being a private eye--she never could know what situation she was about to get herself into. Throwing herself into her work and finding comfort in cigarettes and alcohol, Jade moved to the United States soon after graduation, hoping to find more varied work.
And to avoid running into her father.
Life Leading Up To the Apocalypse // What Brings You to Altsoba : She had grown tired of the pettiness involved with being a private eye. There was hardly any glamor in taking snaps of cheating wives and husbands, and it failed to give her much of an intellectual challenge. It didn't help as well that she knew her father found great success as a private eye, so only two years after arriving in Seattle, Jade closed up her private business and applied for a job with the Seattle PD. Her application was denied and she tried at various departments, before being hired on at the understaffed Altsoba PD as a homicide detective.
As the newest addition to the department, Jade hasn't been on the force very long. Her life seems to be taking a turn for the better, at least in terms of getting to deal with more interesting cases. However, the black dog of depression continues to linger, resulting in scars on her arms and a hangover in her head. Given her already bleak outlook on life, the apocalypse hardly phased her. If anything, she enjoyed looking at the memes posted on Buzzfeed about it.
Extras
Theme Song: Make Me Wanna Die - The Pretty Reckless
Deviances: She is more perceptive than most about things that are hidden (such as ghosts).
Extra Information:
Her father sexually abused her.
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Jade Cornish
Character Summary
Name: Jade Corentine Cornish
Aliases: Jady, Cor, London's Actual Finest, That Bitch
Age: 27
Birthday: May 13th, 1989
Ethnicity: British
Birth Place: London, England
Residence: Fuck if I know anymore
Gender: Female
Major/Minor: Criminology/European History
Occupation: MI13 Agent; Former Homicide Detective; Former Private Eye
Languages: English, French, German
Appearance
Height: 5'4"
Weight: 123 pounds
Build: Thin and lean
Eyes: Hazel
Hair: Black
Skin Tone: Pale
Tattoos/Scars/Piercings: None
Personal Style: Jade used to be a fan of frock coats and dark washed jeans. There was a certain air of mysteriousness that came with the combination, but lately, she's been gravitating towards leather jackets and frayed pants. It's an artistic choice, as well as a practical one. In her line of work, loose clothing can be a hazard and with each additional complication, there comes an added risk. The less chances she takes, the more likely she's still alive at the end of the day. And that's generally a good thing.
Psychology
Inquisitive * Insecure * Caring * Depressed * Resourceful * Sarcastic
Sexuality: Bisexual
Relationship Status: Fuck off
Personality: As much as she hates being defined by her depression, it influences most of the choices she makes. Her mind, in her opinion, is being ruled over by some demonic entity, causing her to see the worst in each and every situation. As a private eye, that type of negativity does come with the job -- but it also causes it to be difficult for her to make friends. She craves companionship, but her own assurance that nothing good can ever happen prevents her from attaining it.
The very few people that Jade befriends can experience a fiercely caring relationship. She'll do anything for them, no matter the cost. And of course, she happens to want to find things out, enjoying the possibility that the unknown prevents. She tends to throw herself into her work, in order to escape the feelings that cause her extensive pain. She is also skilled in the art of sass.
Habits: Biting her nails, biting her lip, concealing feelings
Hobbies: Reading, drinking, exercising
Fears:
- Abandonment
- Hatred from those she cares about
- Complete confinement
Likes:
- Being right
- Alcohol
- Science
- BBC News and Television Shows
- Obscure facts and knowledge
- Complex stories with twists and turns
- Animals
Dislikes:
- Bigots and racists
- Vegetables
- Seafood
- The status quo
- Group work
- Patronizing tones
Cards On The Table
General World Skills:
- Tracking (People)
- Disguise
- European History
- Criminology
- Breaking and Entering
- Basic Forensics
- Knowledge of Necromatics
Combat Skills:
- Dagger
- Tae Kwan Do
- Long Sword
- Acrobatics
- Pistol
What Is On Your Person:
- Handcuffs
- Pocket journal and pen
- Wallet: Containing ID, fake ID for Abigail Jackson, credit card, debit card, $50 cash, and business cards reading "LONDON'S ACTUAL FINEST // JADE CORNISH" and including her phone number
- Flask (Alcohol)
- Flask (Holy Water)
- Lighter
- Cigarettes
- Pistol
- Camera
- Clothing: Leather jacket, grey tank top, frayed jeans, black combat boots, hair ties on wrists
- MI13 Badge
Residence:
- Laptop
- Bottle of whiskey
- Suitcase of clothes
- It's the fucking back of a car - what else did you expect?
History
First Necromantic Encounter: Jade was present in the aftermath of the first bloodshed at Altsoba. The demon possessed daughter of the Reverend Adder, Vivian, had killed her father. While some tried to save the girl, Vivian ended up being killed as well. And not too long after, she found herself caught up in a divine comedy, even fucking dying - how messed up is that?! Despite wanting nothing more than a thing of beer, she ended up fighting the devil himself. Yeah, that was one hell of an introduction to this world.
Life Before the Altsoba Massacre: Jade is the daughter of a private eye and a pimp (female, mind you). The two of them were ill-suited to being parents, and by the age of three, her uncle stepped in to raise her. Her parents would sometimes attempt to regain custody, only for them to put her life in danger, causing the uncle to return. Her uncle was (and is) a minor government official in England, making a decent salary, and was able to send her to boarding school by the time was she seven.
At boarding school, Jade was taught how to play the violin, though she fell out of practice and forgot how to do so by the time she was 17. The kids here were rather homophobic, and once word got out that her mother was a pimp and her father a private eye currently in rehab for cocaine addiction, the bullying at the school became relentless. She remained at this school until she completed her secondary school education.
The bullying caused her a great deal of pain, especially when she was 15 years old, an elaborate prank was pulled on her, in which a nice seeming boy pretended to fall in love with her. Quickly becoming more and more depressed, Jade became suicidal and depressed, self harming and becoming a quiet, darker person. Her uncle got her help as soon as he found out, but she never did become her previous, cheerier self again.
Attending King's College of London, Jade found herself fascinated with the violent minded, and studied Criminology. Like her father, she eventually became a private eye, proclaiming herself to be London's Actual Finest. With only her uncle for family, Jade is still estranged from her parents, and has no intention of starting a family of her own. Taking martial arts classes and learning to use various weapons made sense with being a private eye--she never could know what situation she was about to get herself into. Throwing herself into her work and finding comfort in cigarettes and alcohol, Jade moved to the United States soon after graduation, hoping to find more varied work.
She had grown tired of the pettiness involved with being a private eye. There was hardly any glamor in taking snaps of cheating wives and husbands, and it failed to give her much of an intellectual challenge. It didn't help as well that she knew her father found great success as a private eye, so only two years after arriving in Seattle, Jade closed up her private business and applied for a job with the Seattle PD. Her application was denied and she tried at various departments, before being hired on at the understaffed Altsoba PD as a homicide detective.
Life Since the Altsoba Massacre: Jade traveled back to England and stayed with her uncle for a while, researching ways to repay her debt to Darren. He ended up dissuading her from the task, with the rise of organizations such as O.M.E.N. and MI13. Given her position in the British government, he was able to pull a few strings to find a job for his niece. Jade had fallen pretty heavily into alcoholism and general apathy, with her not even applying for jobs or looking for cases to take as a private eye. MI13 ended up giving her enough order that she was able to get back into the general swing of things and right now, she has been tasked to help the Americans after the disappearance of the O.M.E.N. leaders. After what happened last June, you can't be too careful these days.
One apocalypse is enough for a lifetime.
Extras
Character Quote: "Piss off. I'm working."
Deviances: She has slightly better perception than the average human.
Theme Song: Make Me Wanna Die - The Pretty Reckless
Anything Else: Devil and Soulless Regency
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Morose ✨Krakoan Princess✨
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Edwina Fairfax
{"Everyone has a choice."}Roleplays:
- Powerbound: Sense of Right Alliance (Old Thread)
- Powerbound: Sense of Right Alliance
- Terror and Lucifer: Origins
- Powerbound: The Story of Edwina and Mercury
- A Perilous New Order: Echo and Lucifer
- The Horrors of Coventry (NPC)
Edwina Fairfax
"You don't have to be ruled by fate. You can choose freedom."
-Nicole Snyder
| Full Name |
Edwina Margaret Fairfax
| Nickname |
Eddie
| Alias |
Lucifer (as the name means Light Bringer)
| Birth Date |
April 1st, 2002
| Age |
24
| Gender |
Female
| Sexuality |
Pansexual -- attracted to all // doesn't fixate on gender
| Alignment |
Chaotic Good
| In-Depth Appearance |
Edwina has her ears pierced, though with her long red hair, it's very rare that anyone could take a glimpse at her piercings. On her left knee, she has a birthmark that she insists look like cat ears, but no one else ever believes her about it. She has a small scar on her stomach, from when she had troubles with her appendix when she was younger. Otherwise, beyond freckles concealed by her makeup, Edwina is fairly normal.
In general, her clothing looks like this. She dresses a bit like a hipster, with cargo/denim style jackets over t-shirts from shows and rock concerts, large chunky headphones, and combat boots. She wears a pair of earrings that her mother gave her when she was young as well, though again, with her hair, no one can ever really glimpse at them. She likes to be comfortable -- but at the same time, she enjoys looking amazing. She wouldn't be out of place seen with a flannel shirt on top of the outfit instead of her jacket.
| Abilities |
Light Manipulation -- Edwina is able to manipulate and bend light in all its forms.
Enhanced retinas -- Edwina's eyes are able to withstand greater amounts of light. She could stare at the sun without pain.
| Techniques |
- Visual Illusions - User can create, shape and manipulate illusions, causing targets to see things which do not actually exist or cause them to perceive things differently from what they truly are. Users may alter the way they or the target are perceived.
- Invisibility - Users can render themselves unseen by the naked eye and become invisible in visible spectrum. The user can move about an environment unseen by others and act without being observed. Some users can choose to let certain people see them, while staying invisible to others.
- Holographic Projection - User can create, shape and manipulate holograms, fully three-dimensional images of the holographed target. As such they are based on sight only and have no effect to other senses or have physical presence.
- Light Projection - The user can release/use light to attacks of various shapes and/or intensities, either projected, used as a part of melee attacks, etc.
- Light Negation - User can negate light and light-based attacks/powers.
| Limitations |
On the basic level, manipulating light doesn't sound like an incredibly impressive thing. However, she does have the limitation of being unable to change the speed that light travels at -- light is always going to be going at roughly 3 x 10^8 meters per second. And since she isn't able to mess around with space-time, Edwina isn't able to do things such as speed herself up to the speed of light by changing the properties of light around her, for example.
She is also limited in duration. At her maximum power output, Edwina can last for 59 minutes. At 30 minutes in, she blacks out, yet her body continues to direct the light. The huge amount of energy begins to heat her brain, until it boils, eventually killing her after sustaining the activity for an hour.
| Equipment |
Edwina carries with her....
- A double sided mirror
- A pair of stereotypical black sunglasses
- An iPhone 5C
- Black purse
- Wallet: including IDs, debit cards, cash, etc etc
- Apartment keys
- Headphones, as well as back up earbuds
- A light blue G2 pen
| Personality Traits |
Confident, Spunky, Uncompromising, Loyal, Nervous, Unforgiving, and Compassionate
| Personality |
Edwina comes off as pretty bold, but not reckless. She doesn't throw herself into the line of fire for no reason. While she will take the fall for her friends, she won't do so for a random stranger. Weighing the odds, Edwina would most likely choose to save herself, as long as she doesn't know the other person. She holds grudges and never forgets a transgression, to the point that anyone who crosses her will never be let back in again.
Willing to be herself, Edwina can come off as quirky. However, her confidence and kindness for other people cause it to be endearing, with most people treating her affectionately. She's almost the "girl next door" type, only she holds fast to her ideals, and won't let anyone push her around. Her strength is in her ability to remain herself and stay true to her ideals, but also to her friends. Loyal to a fault, Edwina holds herself to a high standard of accountability for friends and family. Hurt someone she loves, and she will make you regret it.
She also fancies that she's incredibly funny -- and most of the time, her highest class of humor comes from really bad puns. She isn't into guttural and mature humor. She enjoys plays on words, references to previous conversations, and so forth. Whether or not she's actually funny? It's highly debatable. Most would say that she isn't.
| Quirks |
Listening to music at inappropriate times
Mishearing people's names during introductions
Constantly fiddling with things
| Hobbies |
Reading/attending plays
Sketching pictures of fantasy creatures
Arguing with people on the internet
Fencing
Attending Comic Conventions
| Likes |
Comics, Movies, TV, ect
Plays
Mint chocolate chip ice cream
Bull dogs
Swimming
Night
Anything retro
Jeopardy style competitions
Netflix
| Dislikes |
Babies
Cats
Bugs
Waking up in the morning
Government obligations (taxes)
Delays
Spelling and grammar errors
| Fears |
Claustrophobia
Blindness
Snakes
Santa Clause (at a younger age)
| Place Of Origin |
Born: Fall River, Massachusetts
Resides In: Seattle, Washington
| Family |
Mother - Georgie Stynes-Fairfax. A 49 year old blonde woman, she works as a school principal. Harsh and with a no nonsense policy, she always was rather strict with her daughters.
Father - John Fairfax. A 46 year old man who works in the shipping industry, John oversees product shipment for a paper company. As exciting as this may sound, he is the typical weary dad who can pass up no excuse to tell a dad joke or two.
Sister - Eleanora, currently 15 years old. She hasn't shown any sign of powers, and their parents are rather glad. Having one daughter able to turn off all the lights in the house during a teenage moment was a complete handful. Eleanora is a fairly feisty girl like her sister, currently obsessed with robotics.
Uncle - Jack Fairfax. More commonly known as the Joker, he is a wanted criminal residing in Gotham city, the enemy of the Gotham Bat. He helped Edwina out with her Chemistry homework when she was younger, as she would take the train from Fall River to Gotham once a week to visit him.
Aunt - Harleen Quinzel. A former psychiatrist, Edwina's aunt (informally) is more commonly known as Harley Quinn. She hasn't visited her aunt in ages, but her aunt and uncle do send her Christmas cards on occasion. They're always a bit too weird to show to polite company.
| History |
Edwina was born in Fall River, Massachusetts to a young couple with a rocky marriage. Her parents had gotten together in college, both of them ill suited for one another, neither able to admit it. They both craved the perfect American family. When she was six years old, her parents took Edwina to see Lizzie Borden's house, just a few blocks away from their home. Spending the night in the famed house, her parents woke up to Edwina screaming that the monsters were coming to get her. There was, of course, nothing there.
No one quite knows what happened that night. Edwina insisted the next morning that a monster had attacked her, and her parents didn't believe her until Edwina screamed, and all of the lights went out. The next few weeks, more and more strange things happened. Reflections would appear where they shouldn't. Vague images of things in other rooms would appear, almost dancing, right before their eyes. The lights in the house would all go dark, without any cause for it.
By the time she was seven, her parents finally admitted to themselves that something had indeed happened to Edwina. While they thought it was a genetic thing, that perhaps Edwina had some sort of odd DNA mutation, they always had a lingering suspicion that something indeed did happen to her in the supposedly haunted home. Fearing that they would be socially ostracized if anyone knew, they kept it quiet. They homeschooled Edwina until she was able to understand and process her powers -- or at least, keep it hidden. She entered public school just in time for high school, and that year, the school district had the lighting examined due to issues.
After high school, Edwina went to the University of Washington for college. Studying physics, she specialized in the physics of light (optics, in particular). Understanding how her power worked, Edwina ended up getting a position at the university doing research. No one knew how she was able to get such fabulous results and data, with the light behaving properly in order to be able to analyze whatever variable they were looking into. She had two major run-ins: once when she was 21 and she was abducted, and again when she was 21 and she was nearly murdered. She met a ghost and a wraith through these events, eventually falling in love with the wraith. However, he quickly abandoned her to seek revenge back in Brazil.
When Edwina turned 23, she returned to Fall River, looking for answers about her powers. She spent the night in the Lizzie Borden inn, the very same room she slept in when she was six. And sure enough, the creature she saw that fateful night returned. She learned the truth about her powers and the events of the past--that she had been "sponsored" by the creature. The trauma of the demonic entity attacking her was what triggered her powers to develop, and her soul has been tainted by what she now jokingly refers to as her demon godmother.
Her main experience with "being a superhero" comes with her work fighting the Silver Angels. A group of individuals with minor powers, they would wear masks and cause domestic chaos. She's had several run-ins with them, though hasn't been able to end the organization as she wishes.
However, Edwina feels an obligation to help people with her power. Seeing the massive changes to the world over the course of her (admittedly brief) life, she wants to be able to contribute and give back. It would also allow her to be able to use her powers freely, rather than hiding them in shame. She'd accept the call in a heartbeat.
| Extra |
Timezone: GMT -8
This is a High-Casual RP, so I suggest you bring your A-Game!
Face Claim: Felicia Day
Edwina Fairfax
Character Summary
Name: Edwina Margaret Fairfax
Aliases: Eddie, Lucifer
Age: 27
Gender: Female
Appearance
Height: 5'5"
Weight: 120 pounds
Build: Lean
Eyes: Blue-Grey
Hair: Ginger
Skin Tone: Pale
Tattoos/Scars/Piercings: Pierced Ears, Cat-Ears Birthmark on Left Knee, Appendix Scar, Freckles
Psychology
Spunky * Compassionate
Personality: Edwina comes off as pretty bold, but not reckless. She doesn't throw herself into the line of fire for no reason. While she will take the fall for her friends, she won't do so for a random stranger. Weighing the odds, Edwina would most likely choose to save herself, as long as she doesn't know the other person. She holds grudges and never forgets a transgression, to the point that anyone who crosses her will never be let back in again.
Willing to be herself, Edwina can come off as quirky. However, her confidence and kindness for other people cause it to be endearing, with most people treating her affectionately. She's almost the "girl next door" type, only she holds fast to her ideals, and won't let anyone push her around. Her strength is in her ability to remain herself and stay true to her ideals, but also to her friends. Loyal to a fault, Edwina holds herself to a high standard of accountability for friends and family. Hurt someone she loves, and she will make you regret it.
She also fancies that she's incredibly funny -- and most of the time, her highest class of humor comes from really bad puns. She isn't into guttural and mature humor. She enjoys plays on words, references to previous conversations, and so forth. Whether or not she's actually funny? It's highly debatable. Most would say that she isn't.
History
History: Edwina was born in Fall River, Massachusetts to a young couple with a rocky marriage. Her parents had gotten together in college, both of them ill suited for one another, neither able to admit it. They both craved the perfect American family. When she was six years old, her parents took Edwina to see Lizzie Borden's house, just a few blocks away from their home. Spending the night in the famed house, her parents woke up to Edwina screaming that the monsters were coming to get her. There was, of course, nothing there.
No one quite knows what happened that night. Edwina insisted the next morning that a monster had attacked her, and her parents didn't believe her until Edwina screamed, and all of the lights went out. The next few weeks, more and more strange things happened. Reflections would appear where they shouldn't. Vague images of things in other rooms would appear, almost dancing, right before their eyes. The lights in the house would all go dark, without any cause for it.
By the time she was seven, her parents finally admitted to themselves that something had indeed happened to Edwina. While they thought it was a genetic thing, that perhaps Edwina had some sort of odd DNA mutation, they always had a lingering suspicion that something indeed did happen to her in the supposedly haunted home. Fearing that they would be socially ostracized if anyone knew, they kept it quiet. They homeschooled Edwina until she was able to understand and process her powers -- or at least, keep it hidden. No one outside of the family knew - not even her uncle, who she visited by train each week while he was imprisoned. She entered public school just in time for high school, and that year, the school district had the lighting examined due to issues.
After high school, Edwina went to the University of Washington for college. Studying physics, she specialized in the physics of light (optics, in particular). Understanding how her power worked, Edwina ended up being accepted to a PhD program at M.I.T. studying physics. However, Edwina feels an obligation to help people with her power. Seeing the massive changes to the world over the course of her (admittedly brief) life, she wants to be able to contribute and give back. It would also allow her to be able to use her powers freely, rather than hiding them in shame.
Extras
Character Quote: "I've got a gift. Time I put it to good use."
Theme Song: All Star by Smash Mouth
Anything Else: ~provided in previous CS~
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Morose ✨Krakoan Princess✨
Member
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Sutton Smith
{"There's more wonder out there than you could possibly imagine."}Roleplays:
- Previous RP Site
- Abandoned Hope
- A New Dawn
Name: Caitlyn Smith (True name: Kirigiri)
Nicknames: Cait (I’ll add more as they come up )
Age: Fifteen (True age: 176)
Personality: Usually is able to remain cool and collective, never jumping to conclusions. She’s mysterious and doesn’t always see the point in wasting her time talking to people. Caitlyn doesn’t get disturbed by anything very easily. However, if one of her family members or close friends is accused of something unjustly, she becomes angered easily. She doesn’t become close to people very quickly, and trusts people just as easily. Yet if her trust is gained, a more hidden side of her is seemed, more similar to her father with random outbursts and odd obsessions. She cares about her friends, yet acknowledges that the truth can be good or it can be bad; she’s obsessed with solving mysteries and winning the game.
Looks: Long white hair with a purplish tint to it that reaches all the way down her back. She has soft violet eyes which used to be blue, but ended up this way as a side effect of radiation. Caitlyn’s on the short side, and has a lean physique. Her hands are always covered by gloves, as she has tremendous scarring from burns there. Otherwise, Caitlyn is very pale, and has a cool sort of beauty. She typically dresses in her purple jacket and such (see the photo).
Friends: None currently at Hogwarts, survivors of Hope’s Peak Academy’s 78th class
Enemies: Super High Level Despair, Weeping Angels, Daleks, etc etc
Blood: Gallifreyan/Muggleborn
Year: Fifth
House: Ravenclaw
Patronus: Arctic Fox
Animagus: None
Relationship: Single
Bio: Caitlyn Smith was born on Gallifrey during the presidency of Romana III. Her father was the Doctor and Romana II, naturally, which meant that she was largely kept to be a secret. She was sent to the academy as Kirigiri, her true name, and graduated as The Detective. Being young and the daughter of the Lady President, Romana II made her daughter human, and put her Time Lord consciousness inside of a fob watch. Caitlyn Smith went on as Kirigiri Kyouko, who attended Hope’s Peak Academy as a Super High School Level Detective. She was key in solving several of the crimes from the mutual killing, and because of her skill set, the mastermind that held them prisoner removed her memories. After they exited the school, their numbers had shrunk down from 16 students to 6. Despite protests from her friends, Kirigi Kyouko disappeared, only to reappear at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardy. Being a Muggleborn in her human form, Kirigiri attended Hogwarts under the alias of Caitlyn Smith, and was sorted late in Ravenclaw House. After vanishing briefly over Christmas Break, Kirigiri returned, having opened up her fob watch and became a Time Lord once again. Currently, Caitlyn is in her second regeneration, and realizes the foolish cleverness of going by her true name. Her behavior didn’t change much from being human as well, since she had recently regenerated before being sent to Earth.
For further reading on her time at Hoke’s Peak Academy: danganronpa.wikia.com/wiki/Kyouko_Kir…
For further reading on her mother: tardis.wikia.com/wiki/Romana_II
Nicknames: Cait (I’ll add more as they come up )
Age: Fifteen (True age: 176)
Personality: Usually is able to remain cool and collective, never jumping to conclusions. She’s mysterious and doesn’t always see the point in wasting her time talking to people. Caitlyn doesn’t get disturbed by anything very easily. However, if one of her family members or close friends is accused of something unjustly, she becomes angered easily. She doesn’t become close to people very quickly, and trusts people just as easily. Yet if her trust is gained, a more hidden side of her is seemed, more similar to her father with random outbursts and odd obsessions. She cares about her friends, yet acknowledges that the truth can be good or it can be bad; she’s obsessed with solving mysteries and winning the game.
Looks: Long white hair with a purplish tint to it that reaches all the way down her back. She has soft violet eyes which used to be blue, but ended up this way as a side effect of radiation. Caitlyn’s on the short side, and has a lean physique. Her hands are always covered by gloves, as she has tremendous scarring from burns there. Otherwise, Caitlyn is very pale, and has a cool sort of beauty. She typically dresses in her purple jacket and such (see the photo).
Friends: None currently at Hogwarts, survivors of Hope’s Peak Academy’s 78th class
Enemies: Super High Level Despair, Weeping Angels, Daleks, etc etc
Blood: Gallifreyan/Muggleborn
Year: Fifth
House: Ravenclaw
Patronus: Arctic Fox
Animagus: None
Relationship: Single
Bio: Caitlyn Smith was born on Gallifrey during the presidency of Romana III. Her father was the Doctor and Romana II, naturally, which meant that she was largely kept to be a secret. She was sent to the academy as Kirigiri, her true name, and graduated as The Detective. Being young and the daughter of the Lady President, Romana II made her daughter human, and put her Time Lord consciousness inside of a fob watch. Caitlyn Smith went on as Kirigiri Kyouko, who attended Hope’s Peak Academy as a Super High School Level Detective. She was key in solving several of the crimes from the mutual killing, and because of her skill set, the mastermind that held them prisoner removed her memories. After they exited the school, their numbers had shrunk down from 16 students to 6. Despite protests from her friends, Kirigi Kyouko disappeared, only to reappear at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardy. Being a Muggleborn in her human form, Kirigiri attended Hogwarts under the alias of Caitlyn Smith, and was sorted late in Ravenclaw House. After vanishing briefly over Christmas Break, Kirigiri returned, having opened up her fob watch and became a Time Lord once again. Currently, Caitlyn is in her second regeneration, and realizes the foolish cleverness of going by her true name. Her behavior didn’t change much from being human as well, since she had recently regenerated before being sent to Earth.
For further reading on her time at Hoke’s Peak Academy: danganronpa.wikia.com/wiki/Kyouko_Kir…
For further reading on her mother: tardis.wikia.com/wiki/Romana_II
Sutton Smith
"You'll never know what's out there until you find it."
Character Summary
Name:Caitlyn Sutton Anne Smith
Aliases: Sutton, Cait, Smith
Age: 28
Birthday: May 29th, 1988
Ethnicity: Caucasian-American
Birth Place: Washington D.C.
Place of Residency: Alistair Apartment 6A
Hometown: N/A
Gender: Female
Highest Level of Education: Highschool
Occupation: Waitress at Jake's
Languages: English, high German, Spanish
Appearance
Height: 5'3"
Weight: 135 pounds
Build: Athletic
Eyes: Brown
Hair: Blonde
Skin Tone: Lightly tanned
Tattoos/Scars/Piercings: Dramatic and intense burns on her hands from a childhood accident, tattoo of an arrow (compass rose style) near the collarbone
Personal Style: Flanel top, black tank top, olive-green army jacket, blue jeans, army boots, olive socks, black gloves
Psychology
Adventurous * Stubborn * Curious * Impractical
Sexuality: Straight
Relationship Status: Single
Personality: Raised without anywhere to truly call home, Sutton is an incredibly free spirit, prone to a nomadic lifestyle. She doesn't make true connections with people easily, despite getting along with them quickly enough. Sutton is the type with a lot of friends, but very few people who she could consider to be best friends. Her adventurous nature is thus a curse, but due to pure stubbornness, Sutton turns down chances and opportunities to give her permanence--systematic of her fear of commitment, no matter what shape or form.
However, Sutton is rather easy to get along with. She loves listening to people and hearing stories, and she has a few to tell herself. A bit prone to unnecessarily complicate things, Sutton usually goes for the most outrageous path to accomplishing something, rather than the logical one. Still finding her feet, it is unlikely that Sutton will "settle down" anytime soon. Her drive had pushed her towards joining the military, but due to her rejection, Sutton is confused and searching for something that will bring her new challenges each day--and perhaps, eventually, stability.
Habits: Twirling a knife her father gave her while she reads, biting her nails
Hobbies: Hunting, antiquing, traveling, learning about different cultures
Fears: 3 real fears that make your character unhinged
- Confinement
- Ruining her mother's life
- Marriage/Relationships
Likes: 6 minimal
- Running
- Fighting
- Exploring
- Dogs
- New and exotic foods
- Foreign films
- The military
Dislikes: 6 minimal
- Cats
- Vigilantes
- Deadbeats
- Politicians
- Airport security
- Womanizers
Skills
More Mental Skills:
- Navigation
- Negotiation
- Breaking and Entering
- Driving (car)
- Mechanics (car repair)
- Charisma
Physical Skills:
- Pistols
- Kickboxing
- Parkour
- Stamina
Day to Day Belongings:
- Pistol
- Dagger (gift from father)
- Dog tags (belonged to grandfather, mother's side)
- Wallet: ID, passport, fake ID, credit cards, debit card, $10, bus pass
- Apartment and car keys
- Clothing: Flannel top, black tank top, olive-green army jacket, blue jeans, army boots, olive socks, black gloves
- Bobby pin
- Cell phone: old, beat up flip phone, campaign stick for her mother stuck on the back
Home:
- Maps of the world
- Various artifacts/souvenirs from her travels
- Photo album of her travels with her father
- Father's death certificate
- Two spare pistols
- Ammunition for said pistols
- Old, hardly working Dell laptop
- Collection of foreign films
- English-Spanish, English-German dictionaries
- Chevy 67' truck, blue, old and constantly being repaired
History
Life Before Apocalypse: Sutton's father was an adventurer, and her mother, a politician. The two of them had a love affair, and her mother kept Sutton mostly secret, avoiding the press as best as she could. Her mother ran for the Senate and became the representative for Kansas; Sutton and her father left the country, traveling the world to look for adventure. Her father was a drifter, doing odd jobs, as they navigated from place to place. He taught Sutton how to protect herself, as camp sites and bridges and cheap motels presented a lot of danger for a little girl.
When Sutton was eight, they spent a year in England, only to move on to Germany. The German authorities attempted to arrest her father for failing to enroll Sutton in school, and the pair of them fled the country. Roughly once a month, a check from her mother would arrive, designed to be used to pay for Sutton's education--her father, instead, gambled the money away on promised relics and artifacts.
By the time Sutton was seventeen, they had found themselves in Peru. Her father was attempting to look for lost artifacts from the Incas, when he collapsed one day from an intense pressure in his head. He died three months later from a brain tumor. With no family, the authorities attempted to send Sutton to an orphanage, but she left for the United States, intent on finding her mother and making peace. She found her mother happily married, with a picture perfect family, positioning herself for a cabinet position.
Rather than tarnish her mother's political career, Sutton ended up in Colorado, supporting herself as a waitress and attending high school. As soon as she turned eighteen, Sutton attempted to enlist in the US army. During the medical examination, she was disqualified due to asthma. Ever since, Sutton has been working odd jobs, frustrated with life and unable to find fulfillment.
Life Leading Up To the Apocalypse // What Brings You to Altsoba Constantly a drifter, Sutton found herself out of work in Boulder. A friend of hers offered to let her hitchhike with him to Alaska, and she gladly accepted the offer. The two of them became romantically involved, despite her wariness of relationships in general. A few miles outside of Altsoba, Sutton and her then boyfriend got into a huge fight, as Sutton thought that he had cheated on her with the owner of a motel they stayed in.
They broke up, with Sutton still unaware that it had all been in her imagination. Not wanting to hitchhike by herself, Sutton made her way into Altsoba, and was hired as a waitress at Jake's, a bar and restaurant located just west of the town center. Moving into Alistair Apartments, Sutton continues to feel dazed and confused, and when news that the apocalypse center was in Altsoba, she laughed sadly. It wasn't the worst thing that had happened to her, and as an atheist, she didn't see the harm in sticking around. And of course, all of the tourism would be good for business--more specifically, tips.
Extras
Theme Song: Acapella by Karmin
Deviances: N/A
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Sutton Corandel
Character Summary
Name:Caitlyn Sutton Anne Corandel
Aliases: Sutton, Cait, Coran
Age: 28
Species: Human
Homeworld: Chandrila
Allegiance: New Republic
Starting Location: The Raven
Gender: Female
Languages: Galatic Standard, Durese, High Galatic, Huttese
Occupation: Second in Command of the Raven
Appearance
Height: 5'3"
Weight: 135 pounds
Build: Athletic
Eyes: Brown
Hair: Blonde
Skin Tone: Lightly tanned
Tattoos/Scars/Piercings: Dramatic and intense burns on her hands from a childhood accident, tattoo of an arrow (compass rose style) near the collarbone
Personal Style: Sutton tends to prefer clothing that won't get in her way. Having spent most of her life roaming the galaxy and evading the authorities, Sutton wears things that are functional and doesn't stand out too much, similar to this. She wears an olive green leather-ish jacket, some fashion of t-shirt, and military style pants. She could've been dressed by Han Solo.
For her hair, Sutton tends to tie it back or braid it back. It stays out of her eyes that way, and if in combat, no one can take advantage of it. Makeup isn't her thing. She's got better things to attend to. A blaster will kill whether or not she's got mascara on, after all.
Psychology
Adventurous * Stubborn * Curious * Impractical * Charismatic * Lonely
Sexuality: Straight
Relationship Status: Single
Personality: Raised without anywhere to truly call home, Sutton is an incredibly free spirit, prone to a nomadic lifestyle. She doesn't make true connections with people easily, despite getting along with them quickly enough. Sutton is the type with a lot of friends, but very few people who she could consider to be best friends. Her adventurous nature is thus a curse, but due to pure stubbornness, Sutton turns down chances and opportunities to give her permanence--systematic of her fear of commitment, no matter what shape or form.
However, Sutton is rather easy to get along with. She loves listening to people and hearing stories, and she has a few to tell herself. A bit prone to unnecessarily complicate things, Sutton usually goes for the most outrageous path to accomplishing something, rather than the logical one. Still finding her feet, it is unlikely that Sutton will "settle down" anytime soon. Her drive had pushed her towards joining the military, but due to her rejection, Sutton is confused and searching for something that will bring her new challenges each day--and perhaps, eventually, stability.
Habits:
- Twirling a knife her father gave her while she reads
- Biting her nails
Hobbies:
- Hunting
- Antiquing
- Traveling
- Learning about ancient and long gone cultures
- Pod racing
Fears:
- Confinement
- Ruining her mother's life
- Marriage/Relationships
Likes:
- Running
- Fighting
- Exploring
- Dogs
- New and exotic foods
- Foreign films
- The Rebellion Military Forces
Dislikes:
- Cats
- Vigilantes
- Deadbeats
- Politicians
- Port Security
- Womanizers
Skills
General Skills:
- Navigation
- Negotiation
- Breaking and Entering
- Piloting (small craft)
- Mechanics
- Diplomacy
- Disguise
Combat Skills:
- Pistols
- Kickboxing
- Parkour
- Stamina
- Knives
- Blasters
Day to Day Belongings:
- 2 sporting blasters (concealed near boot)
- Dagger (gift from father)
- Dog tags (belonged to grandfather, mother's side)
- Wallet: fake IdentCard, credits from mother
- Clothing: Black tank top, olive-green army jacket, black pants, army boots, olive socks, black gloves
- Bobby pin
- Blaster (on hip)
- Compass
Quarters:
- Maps of various worlds
- Various artifacts/souvenirs from her travels
- Photo album of her travels with her father
- Father's death certificate
- Two spare sporting blasters
- Two striker projectile pistols (fully loaded)
- Three spare blasters
- Collection of foreign films
- Various dictionaries
History
The Reason You Chose The Side You Did: Sutton was tired of living on Tatooine, needing some more fulfillment in her life. As soon as her medical procedure was completed, she joined the rebellion ranks. Despite certain her mother would detest her, Sutton had hated the Empire, always getting into conflicts with them among her many travels. Part of her blames them for her father being forced to run, rather than get the treatment for his tumor at a decent hospital. It's time for her to make a difference.
History: Sutton's father was an adventurer, and her mother, a prominent official for the Empire. The two of them had a love affair, and her mother kept Sutton mostly secret, avoiding the press as best as she could. Her mother received a promotion of sorts, becoming responsible for their home planet; Sutton and her father left the planet, traveling to look for adventure. Her father was a drifter, doing odd jobs, as they navigated from place to place. He taught Sutton how to protect herself.
When Sutton was eight, they spent a year in Jakku, only to somehow end up on Coruscant. The Imperial authorities attempted to arrest her father for some crime or the other, and the pair of them fled. Roughly once a month, credits from her mother would arrive, designed to be used to pay for Sutton's care and to keep her existence secret--her father, instead, gambled the money away on promised relics and artifacts.
By the time Sutton was seventeen, they had found themselves in Naboo. Her father was attempting to look for lost artifacts, when he collapsed from an intense pressure in his head. He died three months later from a brain tumor. With no family, the authorities attempted to send Sutton to an orphanage, but she stowed away on a transport ship, intent on finding her mother and making peace. She found her mother happily married, with a picture perfect family, positioning herself for a far more important position.
Rather than tarnish her mother's political career, Sutton ended up on Tatooine, supporting herself as a a scavenger for the Hutts. As soon as she turned eighteen, Sutton attempted to become a smuggler for the Hutts instead. During a routine medical examination, which she found ridiculous to begin with, she was informed she wouldn't last long as a smuggler. She had an illness promised to kill her within five years if not treated. She spent the next few years, while the fight against the Empire was going on, saving up for the procedure. By the time she was cleared of her medical issues, the Empire had fallen.
Her mother's line of work had fallen as well, with her scrambling to be accepted as a closeted rebel leader. Hardly anyone believes that, causing Sutton's steady line of credit from her mother to be cut off, leaving her penniless. Rather than sign up to be a smuggler as she intended, Sutton instead joined the New Republic, offering the skills she picked up from her travels around the galaxy. Skilled in combat and with an extensive cultural knowledge, Sutton was placed on the Raven as the second.
Extras
Character Quote: "You'll never know what's out there until you find it."
Theme Song: Acapella by Karmin
Imperial Record: Thanks to her mother, she has no record. They don't know she exists.
Anything Else: The illness that disqualified her was a rapidly developing brain tumor.
roleplayerguild.com/posts/3807378 aaaand....Force Awakens? New Hope? All of them? I can't decide!
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Morose ✨Krakoan Princess✨
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Reverend Lysander Adder
{"We are all sinners."}Roleplays:
Lysander Adder
"Whatever will be, will be"
Character Summary
Name: Lysander Jacob Adder
Aliases: Reverend Adder, Silver Tongue
Age: 56
Birthday: September 25th, 1959
Ethnicity: Caucasian
Birth Place: Chicago, Illinois
Place of Residency: Number 5 Maple Road
Hometown Altsoba, Washington
Gender: Male
Highest Level of Education: University- Business Administration Major; Divinity School
Occupation: Pastor at Rebirth Lutheran Church
Languages: English, Chinese
Appearance
Height: 5'5"
Weight: 180 pounds
Body Type: Skinny, bony
Eye Color: Green
Hair Color and Style: Brown, thinning in the front and starting to bald
Skin Tone: Pale
Tattoos/Scars/Piercings: Scar on his left arm from falling off his bike as a kid
Personal Style: Business casual--collared shirt, tie, nice shoes, slacks
Psychology
Protective * Judgmental * Understanding * Self Righteous
Sexuality: Straight
Relationship Status: Divorced
Personality: Prior to his divorce, Lysander was a cuthroat businessman. He made deals in order to benefit himself, hardly caring what he had to do. Quick to anger and quick to fire, Lysander could have been described as a shark in his mentality. His public image meant everything to him, as he attempted to be seen by all as an elite member of society. However, he was also fiercely protective of his family--mostly because any damage done to them would hurt his own reputation. Self centered to the core, he didn't pay attention to morality.
As this caused his marriage to crumble, by the time his wife left him and his daughter narrowly avoided prison, Lysander reevaluated life, and changed. He found comfort and answers in his faith, causing him to become more understanding of other people. Now, Lysander has empathy for others--even if he continues to judge those he deems lower than him. He is genuinely trying to do his best, as well as protect the only family he still has. Even stronger in his own convictions now, Lysander is likely to think very little of those who disagree with him, but he won't say so openly. Instead, he tries desperately to get everyone to come around to his point of view. Rather than being amoral, Lysander has become self righteous.
Habits: Tapping his foot, wrinkling his nose when he disagrees with people, sighing heavily when bored
Hobbies: Golf, hiking, comparing scripture across different translations
Fears:
- Hell
- Losing his daughter
- Public ridicule
Likes:
- Christianity
- Calvinism
- Dog shows
- Visiting Washington's secret wonders
- Wine tasting
- Writing sermons
Dislikes:
- Hypocritical preachers
- Abusers and rapists
- Sugary drinks
- His daughter's choice in career
- Democrats
- Incorrectness
Skills
More Mental Skills:
- Driving (car)
- Biblical scripture
- Business
- Negotiation
- Persuasion
- Charisma
Physical Skills: No more than four, and be specific!
- Stamina
- Very poor grasp of boxing
Day to Day Belongings:
Whatever you carry with you and refuse to leave the house without!
- Cross necklace
- Wallet: ID, Credit Card, Debit Card, Picture of Vivian and his wife, Insurance Card, Church Calling Card, $20 cash
- Keys: Car, Church, and House
- Clothing: A nice grey suit, missing the tie. Brown loafers.
- Watch
- iPhone 4S; hardly working
Home:
Supplies, things of note, special belongings—things beyond basics (i.e. things like butterfly collections, shot guns, bibles, computers, and so forth)
- Bible Collection; 7 different translations
- Business textbooks
- Divinity School textbooks
- Macbook Pro Computer
- Framed Photographs of Ex-Wife, Vivian, and himself
- First dollar bill earned as a CEO
- A basset hound named Lucky
- Mediocre Wine Collection
- Golf Kit
History
Life Before The Apocalypse Born in Chicago, Lysander's parents quickly grew sick of the hustle and bustle of the city. They were rather poor, but were fortunate enough to be able to come up with the money to move to Altsoba, Washington. His father worked on the Jefferson farm as a stable hand, and his mother worked as a secretary in city hall. Growing up in a town where everyone knew everyone, Lysander quickly grew bored, dreaming of something bigger. On a field trip to Seattle, he was awed by the riches he thought were being made at Pike's Place, and quickly decided he wanted to become a rich businessman. Attending Stanford University, his dreams were soon made, as he grew a fortune in being a licensed shipping label printer for the US government. And while the work wasn't the most glamorous, it allowed him to achieve his dreams.
Through his work at the company, another CEO named Laura Kingston caught his eye. She was from Kansas, and after some negotiation with the board, Lysander left California and moved in with Laura in Kansas. The two of them lived in Topeka, and after dating for five years, their only child, Vivian, was born. She was named after Laura's mother, a strong woman who lived in London during the London Blitz. The two of them were married after Vivian was born out of necessity--neither of their careers would have fared well with a child born out of wedlock.
Their daughter was left with the nanny, and as she grew older, she became more troublesome. Lysander and Laura spent hours fighting over how to deal with her, watching as their daughter spun more and more out of control. They hoped that college would set her straight--and instead, it seemed to push her farther. Using their fortunes, they managed to help Vivian avoid prison, but the damage done to their marriage was too late. They told no one, but Lysander began sleeping in the guest bedroom, and eventually, in his own apartment. Within a year, the two had divorced.
Life Leading Up To the Apocalypse // What Brings You to Altsoba
The divorce forced Lysander to reevaluate what he held important in his life, and he found comfort in religion. The Calvinist idea of predestination appealed to him especially, and he went to Divinity School, earning his masters in divinity. The church just ten minutes from his hometown was his first assignment. Enjoying getting back to his roots and having his daughter nearby, Lysander began to piece his life back together through his faith. He hopes that eventually, he'll be able to save his daughter.
When the apocalypse rumors began, Lysander knew that he would have to stay in Altsoba. He couldn't change what would happen--but he could help save as many souls as he could. He wasn't going to abandon his friends or even strangers. To Lysander, he had the ability to make an impact in a dark time, and that was important enough. The world was going to end--but he didn't have to let these people go to hell. In his mind, he could save them by showing them the love and compassion of faith.
Additional Information
Theme Song: Livin' On A Prayer - Bon Jovi
Deviances: Through his immense faith, most demons feel uncomfortable or become enraged around him
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Tryke Lockley
{"Give me a machine any day, as long as I don't need to deal with people."}Roleplays:
Tryke Lockley
Character Summary
Name: Tryke Lockley
Aliases: Lock, Trykley
Age: 23
Race: Human (Born on Venus)
Gender: Female
Rank: T-5
Crystal: Blue
Languages: GTC Common, Altenian Common, Venusian Common
Appearance
Height: 5'6"
Weight: 168 pounds
Build: Athletic, more on the skinny side
Eyes: Amber
Hair: Blue, with soft purple tint
Skin Tone: Fair
Tattoos/Scars/Piercings: A tattoo on her upper right cheek, appearing to be three hexagons together
Personal Style: Tryke definitely dresses for the job she wants -- and it happens to be the one she has. A blue jumpsuit of sorts with a tool belt on her hips, Tryke has mustard yellow gloves that seem to be always covered in something. When she's off the job, her outfit hardly changes -- she trades in the jumpsuit for a tank top, jeans, and a mechanic's jacket. A few tools usually stick out of her pocket, and no matter what she's doing, she always has the same pair of glasses on her forehead. While they may look like sunglasses, they help her see different frequencies of waves -- infared, gamma rays, and so forth -- when she's working. She also always wears the same pair of clunky brown boots.
Psychology
Confident * Skeptical * Resourceful * Short Fused
Sexuality: Bisexual
Relationship Status: Single
Personality: Understanding machines a bit better than people, she expects a lot out of everyone she meets. In a way, Tryke looks for perfection, and attempts to create it in her own life. When perfection is impossible (as it normally is), she becomes quite angry, throwing herself at the problem until it is solved--no matter the mental strain. Everything has to follow the rules of logic and order, and failure, certainly, is not an option.
However, from her immense drive comes some better qualities: resourcefulness. Clever and able to look around the obvious, Tryke can come up with ten options where most people can only think of five. She is always looking for another way around an obstacle, and sometimes, she prefers the clever way to the easy way. Every possibility is thoroughly examined, and she's a skeptic at heart. To her, anything can be thought out logically -- and when it can't, there's a fuse about to be blown.
Habits: Wiping her forehead when her hands are covered in grease, oil, and such; chewing on pens; zoning out when people are talking; tapping her fingers
Hobbies: Running, sketching designs, building very tiny robots, stargazing
Fears:
- Drowning
- Losing control of her body
- Being stranded on a planet
Likes: Minimal 6
- Structure and order
- Mathematical and scientific relationships
- Old science fiction novels
- Jogging
- Driving
- Experiments
Dislikes: Minimal 6
- Machines that just won't cooperate // impossible to fix
- Newcomers to the tower
- Incompetency
- Freeze dried rations
- Relationships within the tower
- Doing nothing (wasting time)
Cards On The Table
General Skills:
- Running
- Drawing
- Driving
- Climbing
- Endurance
- High pain tolerance
GTC Skills:
- Telekinesis
- Mechanical & Electrical Repairs
- Managing the other repair people
- Knowledge of the mines and ships used by the GTC
- Knowledge of physics
Possessions:
- Sketch pad and pencils
- Wires and circuitry
- Star charts and maps
- Running shoes
- Tattered copies of Ender's Game, Lathe of Heaven and 1984
- Blue crystal
- Photographs of her mother, father, and home
- Scanner-Glasses
- Casual Clothing: Jeans, tank top, and mechanic's jacket
History
Tryke's great-grandparents were prominent scientists, largely responsible for a good portion of the terraforming of Venus. With the atmosphere no longer hostile to humans, large cities were erected, with most of them sealing the inhabitants inside. The planet still remains largely poisonous, but Tryke's mother, an environmental scientists, is helping to lead efforts to help tame the planet. Tryke was born a few years after her parents married, her father working as a laborer.
When she was young, Tryke was always fascinated with technology. Broken machines seemed to find their way to her, and she would fix them with ease. Eventually, other people on Venus came to her on a regular basis, helping to hone her unique talent with fixing things. She understood machines in a way she couldn't exactly understand people--she could find the problem and fix it. It was simple, and it was logical. And while Tryke did have minor telekinesis, she often just used it in order to have a steadier "hand" when doing her repairs.
At age sixteen, the GTC began to train her. She learned how to enhance her abilities through crystals, using the energy they provided to quickly locate trouble areas in larger machines than the little wind-up toys she fixed at a young age. The GTC quickly knew that Tryke would serve nicely as a repair specialist, despite that field being dominated by men. Eventually, by the end of her training, Tryke was able to quickly locate the problem in massive spacecraft, and with the aid of her crystal, repair it in minutes.
Given her great potential in repair, the GTC sent Tryke out to Altenia, a location ripe with black crystals. It made sense--in order to harvest the maximum amount of crystals, all of the equipment and the mines would need to be functioning properly. Tryke was just the person to fulfill that particular task.
Extras
Character Quote: "I can fix about anything but a person-- so please, don't cry all over me."
Theme Song: Almost Human - Voltaire
Anything Else: Darker Than Black
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Tryke Lockley
Character Summary
Name: Trillium Brite Lockley
Aliases: Tryke, Lock, Trill
Age: 26
Birthday: March 1st, 1984
Ethnicity: Caucasian
Birth Place: Hollywood, California
Location: Pasadena, CA
Gender: Female
Major/Minor: Mechanical Engineering, specializing in Aerospace Engineering and Robotics
Occupation: Grad Student
Languages: English, Chinese, and Math
Appearance
Height: 5'6"
Weight: 168 pounds
Build: Athletic, more on the skinny side
Eyes: Blue-green
Hair: Black
Skin Tone: Fair
Tattoos/Scars/Piercings: A tattoo on her upper right wrist, appearing to be three hexagons together
Psychology
Confident * Skeptical * Resourceful * Short Fused
Sexuality: Bisexual
Relationship Status: Single
Personality: Understanding machines a bit better than people, she expects a lot out of everyone she meets. In a way, Tryke looks for perfection, and attempts to create it in her own life. When perfection is impossible (as it normally is), she becomes quite angry, throwing herself at the problem until it is solved--no matter the mental strain. Everything has to follow the rules of logic and order, and failure, certainly, is not an option.
However, from her immense drive comes some better qualities: resourcefulness. Clever and able to look around the obvious, Tryke can come up with ten options where most people can only think of five. She is always looking for another way around an obstacle, and sometimes, she prefers the clever way to the easy way. Every possibility is thoroughly examined, and she's a skeptic at heart. To her, anything can be thought out logically -- and when it can't, there's a fuse about to be blown.
Habits: Wiping her forehead when her hands are covered in grease, oil, and such; chewing on pens; zoning out when people are talking; tapping her fingers
Hobbies: Running, sketching designs, building very tiny robots, stargazing
Fears:
- Drowning
- Losing control of her body
- Suffocation
Likes:
- Structure and order
- Mathematical and scientific relationships
- Old science fiction novels
- Jogging
- Riding her motorcycle
- Experiments
Dislikes:
- Machines that just won't cooperate // impossible to fix
- New people
- Incompetency
- Microwaved Food
- PDA
- Doing nothing (wasting time)
Cards On The Table
Pre-Outbreak Skills:
- Driving (Motorcycle)
- Mechanical Engineering
- Knowledge of Physics
- Aerospace Engineering
- Robotics
- Repairs
Post Outbreak Skills:
- Running
- Climbing
- Homemade Flamethrower (Aerosol Spray Can + Lighter)
- Traps (Basic)
- Baseball Bat
Current Supplies:
- Clothing: Tattered and ripped light blue jeans, sturdy brown combat boots, thick wool socks, blank tank top, black t-shirt, black mechanic's jacket, purple bandana, hair ties pulling hair back and on wrist, black fingerless gloves
- Keys to motorcycle
- Electrical Tape
- DVD containing her parent's first movie, photograph of her family taped to the box cover
- Lighter + Aerosol can combo
- Baseball bat--scratched
- Motorcycle
- Three day's rations (assorted nuts)
- Tattered olive bag containing belongings
- Water bottle
History
Your First Walker Encounter: Tryke had been at Cal Tech for less than a year when they received warnings on the news to stay at home, and if needed, evacuate the area. The university, to say the least, was sending mixed signals. She stayed in the lab, fondly called the "garage" with her research team, continuing to work on building more effective robots for retrieving samples on distant planets. They hadn't made very much progress, and naively, they figured the disease would be eradicated quickly.
It wasn't. They remained inside the garage for a month, and one of the engineers, Layla, got a bit crazy being cooped up inside. She ran outside, only to be greeted by a hoard, and Tryke rushed after her. They both narrowly made it back inside "the garage" and were entirely bewildered, hardly comprehending what they had just seen--walkers.
History Before Outbreak:
Tryke's great-grandparents were prominent scientists, conducting research on the terraforming of planets. They were never able to obtain a grant or funding, causing their ideas to largely die with them. Tryke's grandfather kept all of the schematics and research in the attic, and when her father and mother were moving out after their wedding, they found all of it. For a pair of science-fiction lovers, and having majored in Film and Television in school, they decided to adapt the schematics into a movie. That summer, it was a blockbuster, and made the newly formed Lockley family rich.
Less than a year after the movie release, Tryke's parents were already hard at work on the sequel. They had outlined the protagonist of the movie already, a young girl named Trillium Brite who came to Venus with the help of her parents. They were so absorbed with the character that by the time Tryke was born, it was the only name they could come up with. And so, they named their daughter after the movie character.
The second movie wasn't nearly as popular as the first, but the Lockleys managed to sell the rights to a television company, and it was then produced in forty minute episodes, lasting for six seasons before its cancelation. Tryke grew up accustomed to her parent's fame, and since the name Trillium Brite was a little hard on the tongue, they shortened it to Tryke, easier for the young girl to say.
Her childhood was fairly normal, aside from the fact that she went to Comic Cons, and every so often, fans would think of her as the character from her parents' stories, rather than an actual person. It only served to nurture her stubborn and independent nature, and by the time she finished high school, she was accepted to M.I.T. to study mechanical engineering. More nerds were in the dorms, and at this point, her past had become a bit of an annoyance. She graduated at the top of her class, showing a natural talent at robotics, and then applied to Cal Tech for grad school.
History Since Outbreak: After seeing the hoard, the group of ragtag engineers and physicists began to take the situation seriously. They had enough rations (beer and assorted snacks) to last them through the end of the month. They did their best to get by, even modifying their robot to perform the simple task of leaving the garage, but it wasn't able to do much. It wasn't able to retrieve food for them, until about six months in. They were practically starving, having reduced their portions and becoming emaciated in the process.
But once their group project was able to head to the university cafeteria and grabbed a box of granola, they thought they would be okay. And they were, for about another three months, until they were discovered. Not by walkers, but by people--people who ended up burning the garage to the ground. Tryke was the only survivor, narrowly able to escape with a few supplies, and hop onto the nearest bike she found.
On the back of a motorcycle, she drove as much as she could, putting as much distance between her and Pasadena. Stealing what fuel she could for the bike, she repaired it over the years, slowly making her way in no direction in particular--and oddly enough, this turned out to be Georgia. She fantasizes about setting up a mine field one day, and sitting down in the middle on the singular safe spot, but for now, she rides her bike from town to town, taking what she can, and then moving on to the next place.
Extras
Character Quote: "I can fix about anything but a person-- so please, don't cry all over me."
Theme Song: Almost Human - Voltaire
How Many Walkers Have You Killed: 5
How Many People Have You Killed: 1
Why: They attempted to loot the house Tryke was hiding out in. She had rigged it so a live wire was left in water. Long story short, it really shocked them.
Anything Else: Darker Than Black
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