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Current Update : 26 YEARS OLD! 💜
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Merry Christmas, Guild! 🎄
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Character-Creation, Giving Me Pain…
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Finalizing Characters (& Ensuring Lore-Sense) For Alternate Events :P
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ANGElBiTES
Geek | Gamer | ISFP-INFP-ISTP | Music-Lover | Daydreamer | Writer
Taurus | 26 | Female | Bisexual | EST


Name: Bre.
Aliases: Angel, Panda, Kinoko, Princess, or Rae.
Birthday: May 15.
Ethnicity: Caucasian/African-American.
Ancestry: English, Irish, Polish, German, and South-West African.

Sources of Writing: Apple Laptop, Windows 11 Personal Desktop, and iPhone.
Years of Experience: 11
RP Level: All. It varies on health/mental state, knowledge, and time.
Commitment/Dedication Level: Very High.

Personality: Ambiverted, Caring/Compassionate, Understanding, Friendly, Honest, Imaginative, Artistic, Funny (in my own way, apparently), Confident, Strong-willed, Feisty, Sisterly, Organized, Protective, Loyal, Stubborn, Tomboyish, Determined, Opportunistic, Sarcastic, Obsessive (somewhat), and Easily Distracted.
Habits, Tics, and Quirks: Using Accents (Australian, Russian, British, German, and Kiwi), ADHD, ’Experience-Taking’, Asperger's Syndrome (don’t worry, I’m highly functional).
I must warn you that, when it comes to the works, I tend to be a little preoccupied, or hyper-fixated, with the ones I'm already into. If I lose interest in a story within play, it may either be a short-term writer's block, or if it's time for me to recommend something else. Bear with me, if I ever reject an unfamiliar idea, or suddenly suggest a new one.
Biggest RP Pet Peeve: Whereabouts and Ghosting.
Please be present and keep me updated from time to time. I'll do the same.
It's annoying when people become invisible, miraculously appear out of nowhere, and complain, once they find a story cancelled.

Close Peeps: @Jazz @DestinyStar @Tajjus @MegaraFoxfire @SporkoBug @MegaMatt ZX

Basic Comforts:
~ Primarily 1x1, since 'time' and 'waiting' are not really me.
~ Mainly female OCs, though on rare occasions, I'll take on male and non-binary roles.
~ OCxOC, CanonxOC & (rarely) CanonxCanon. I can play various canons for both of the two.
~ FxF, MxF & (rarely) MxM. I mostly lean into the dominant-role, depending on character and plot.
~ Both thread & PM, but stories with strong adult content belong in the PM. No exceptions!
~ Face-claims are preferable for live-action OCs.
~ Open to dark themes (drugs, abuse, etc.), but NO pedophilia or bestiality (except for anthros).
~ Smut-only, slice-of-life, and rushed story-lines are (also) a big NO!

Genres - Action, Adventure, Anime/Animation, Comedy, Drama, Family, Fantasy, Historical, Horror, Mystery, Romance, Sci-Fi, Superhero, Thriller & Western
Themes - Coming of Age, Cult Classic, Epic, Girl Power, High School, Martial Arts, Medieval, Post-Apocalypse, Supernatural & Familial Bonding

Find my ideas HERE! (Currently CLOSED atm)


Music: '80s-'00s Heavy Metal/Rock, House/Electronic-Dance, Pop, R&B, Latina, '90s-'00s Hip-Hop/Rap & Trap. I'm also a sucker for Nightcore!

AC/DC, Halestorm, Queen, Manowar, Little V Mills, Avril Lavigne, Megan Thee Stallion, K/DA, Mick Gordon, Friedrich Habetler, Jonathan Young, Kim Petras, Falconshield, Lady Gaga, Katy Perry, Ava Max, Kesha, Dua Lipa, Little Mix, Rustage, Daddyphatsnaps, Demi Lovato, Nicki Minaj, Pitbull, FabvL, JT Music, and more!



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“Oh my goodness! This ghastly thing...”, the man said in displeasure, as soon as he stepped out of the movable statue he had been occupying for the past half hour. Walking towards the gang, he smiled. “My apologies. It’s a new toy; still trying to get up to speed with it. Anyway, welcome!”. he said, reaching forward to shake Fred’s hand. “I’m Emile Mondavarious; the owner of this amusement park”, he introduced himself. “You seem less...”, Velma piped up, almost a little skeptical. “Spooky”, Shaggy added, mainly as a mental note for himself. “...than we would have guessed”, the intelligent girl finished, still showing a face of slight disbelief. “You’re the one who brought us here?”

“Oh, no. What brought you here, is you’re insatiable appetite for a juicy mystery”, he signaled them to follow. Maggie’s eyes narrowed a little at the remark, and looked at Calla next to her, with an eyebrow raised, before proceeding to follow after the man with the rest of the gang. She wasn’t really sure what to make of this man. He seemed friendly, but the earlier feeling that she had, back on the plane, was lingering. “Now, I am in great need of help. I believe that somebody here is casting a spell upon the students”, he explained. “The ones arriving seemed normal, energetic, and fun. But the ones departing, well...they weren’t the same as when they had arrived.”

In the distance, one of the arriving male students approached a female, who he seemed to know for quite some time...until she suddenly assaulted him, surprisingly, in a physical sense. Maggie watched the scene in disbelief. It was kind of hard to believe what she saw was real, and that Mondavarious may be right on his claim. “I’m terrified for the young people here; they’re in great danger. Would you help me?”, the owner asked, almost as if begging for their help.
It was a battle of opposing elements; fire and ice colliding, neither deterring the other. To hold that much strength in preventing Loma from arising, became quite a discovery for herself. How she was able to counter her; she didn’t know. It doesn’t usually happen often, but this was most definitely a first. For her other personality to begin scratching her way out, Nensu didn’t know where the strength came from. Was it the urge to protect her friend? Or was it something else?

These questions were to be answered later, mainly to the fact that the red-and-white haired girl had her color-differing eyes trained on the villain in front of her. She gave Midoriya the time to flee, and get help, but someone sounded like they didn’t want to be discovered. There was a murderous intent to their assailant, and he’s more than willing to not leave an witnesses.

As a result, with her right foot, Nensu sent an ice sheet upon the ground, towards the villain, hoping to stop him in his tracks by making him slip, and be able to scoop up Midoriya and run.
The man’s taunting wasn’t helping her psyche, and the fragments between the two personalities began to shift. Her eyes were dialating, and a part of her continued to fight for control over the mind. She didn’t want a bigger body count under the hands of Loma...and she most certainly didn’t Midoriya to fall victim, and be added to the list. In addition, remembering her promise was what continued to push her. ’Damn you...damn you, Endeavor!’, she mentally said, trying to use her right side to extinguish the flames.

She was so busy fighting herself, Nensu didn’t realize that the green-haired friend had already acted. But, a cry, and the smell of flesh made her push on harder, and eventually, Nensu came back into reality, having to “wake up” in time to see a wounded Midoriya. It made her wonder whether if she had done it, or if the villain before her did. Wait a minute...! The flames! By the looks of it, he was able to withstand her flames...to the point of somehow harnessing it. But to see her friend hurt, she didn’t hesitate.

“Leave him..guh...alone!”, Nensu shouted, sending icicle projectiles towards the villain.
Nensu shuddered at the unwanted attention that this individual was giving her. He was cutting pieces of her hair off, and it was only infuriating her “other half”, on the inside. Looking at Midoriya behind her, the girl wondered whether if she should bend her promise, and just give in, or restrain herself from creating further damage. Her head was starting to pulse, and it was really starting to become painful, causing a tear to fall down her face. “I...I...”, she whispered; not to anyone in particular, but it was really starting to hurt from the inside.

“I won’t let you!!”, she snarled, as her left side started to heat up, and fire began to crackle. One couldn’t tell of how she was talking to, whether to “Loma” or the villain.
Honestly, with Calla coming to her, and start a conversation surrounding Shaggy, there wasn't really much to be said that would brighten the young Blake's spirits when it came to him. Just by seeing Calla slump in her chair, it only made Maggie feel rather bad on what she just said to her. The female Rogers couldn't really word it any better, or explain it to her in a better fashion. It was, sadly, all that she could really think of. Maggie sighed along with her in unison, having to feel the aura around them become sort-of mellow the rest of the trip. It was kind of strange to not see the gang in such high spirits, like how they used to be when they were teenagers in high school. Although they were not a perfect one; it didn't even matter, but they were still family.

Just as the plane landed, and everybody started exiting, Maggie placed her book back in the bag she stored above her, before leaving the aircraft. While exiting, she had noticed that the pretty blonde her brother was talking to, had sent her regards before going their separate ways. Honestly, just one look at Calla behind her, made Maggie feel the urge to side with her, and perhaps help her out with a situation that seemed to have bugged her the entire flight. What came to Maggie was the fact that she smelled something fishy; not literally, but it just didn't sit well with her. Why all of them? Why all seven?

She decided to give Calla a hand with Daphne's bags, since seven was a bit much. Daph wasn't the type of woman to do pretty much everything by herself and, not that Rogers had anything against that, but it was the usual, since everybody in the gang had their perks. Touching down onto the pier where the ferry stopped, it was quite the spectacle to find: A complete theme park, covering the entire island landmass. "Welcome to Spooky Island!", a voice announced. "The frightfully-fun Spring Break resort for college students. Catch our Electrical Torture Parade; it's a dead world, after all! And don't forget to try our world-famous Splatterhorn!", Emile Mondavarious continued to share the news up to the newcomers, until he spotted the gang.

"Scooby Doo! And the rest of Mystery Inc.! How marvelous it is to see you!"
The freezing temperature on her right side has been charged properly, while she continued her stare down with the individual. Nensu stayed calm, although her guard was up, if something were, either to interrupt it, or if male attempted to use combat. Under the city's authority, they weren't allowed to kill a villain without a license (if that's even right; I wasn't sure), but to defend themselves, if needed; that was her intention, anyway, in this scenario. She just couldn't strike first, since it was best to play safe, due to the civilians around them, as well as avoid reckless action. Both herself and Midoriya didn't even know what cards he was capable of playing, so caution was needed. Slightly turning her head to see the green-haired boy behind her, with a cell phone in his hand, Nensu figured that he was trying to call for help. Good. Perhaps she could give him some time, and keep the villain's eyes on her, until help comes.

However, just as she turned her head to face the man again, an object went flying past her face, creating a graze upon her left cheek, and slicing a lock of her red hair; the piece falling to the ground. She gasped at the sudden action, just as she found herself face-to-face with her assailant, who was only centimeters away from her face, causing her to tremble. Not out of fear, but from...something else.
'No, not now. Not again', she thought to herself. 'He hurt you, little lamb. Like how every one of them does. Like how he does', she meant the Endeavor, which only awakened even more memories. They came in through flashes, to the point of an ache in her head, leading her to whimper.
Is he in her face? Or...
Nensu stood in front of Midoriya, ready to go toe-to-toe with the presumeed-villain before he might do anything that could jeopardize the lives of many. Whatever this individual’s intentions were, she honestly didn’t want to find out, but rather tell him to leave, or stall for the Pros to sort out the situation. Maybe just long enough before he could ever use his quirk, if he had one. The only option she could think of, would be to stall.
She stopped charging her right side, before any frost could form upon her being. The object he just revealed didn’t go unnoticed. “Who are you?”, Nensu spoke to the mystery character. His eyes were the first thing that made her remember...the villain back at the USJ who used a rather painful quirk upon her! She didn’t want to ask who he was again.
Even as she talked, Maggie still had her nose in her book, but judging by Calla’s most recent action, she started to wonder, whether if she was being rude, or wasn’t taking the conversation itself, seriously. If it was the latter, then Maggie held no ill-will. Being somewhat of an airhead, and mildly scatterbrained, had its perks: She has the tendency to get very carried away with the things she enjoys, almost giving off the impression of being selfish, but Maggie never held such a trait. “I’m sorry. Um...”, the younger of the Rogers said, blinking a few times while looking down at the book in her lap. How was she gonna word this? Does he? Also, was her crush on him rather sincere?

She looked up to the young Blake, giving her her full-undivided attention. “Well, knowing him, so far, I assumed that he likes you more as a friend. By your standards, I’m not entirely sure, whether if he does or not. Want some advice, Calla? Talk to him”, okay, Maggie might not be knowledgeable when it came to dating, but she knew how to forge both friend and companionship. It might not be the best advice, but it was perhaps the only way for the young woman to find out for herself. Scooby’s barking also made Maggie turn around, shortly before looking at Shaggy next to them, and turning back to Calla. “Maybe whip up a snack for him. Surprise him”, of course, it always had to involve cooking.
Maybe until the last moment...
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