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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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The time to mourn clearly wasn't on the mind of Mister Joestar, which made Charlotte open her eyes, and look at him in surprise. The Englishman, turned-American, had a different idea, and the blonde started to wonder, if Speedwagon truly survived. The thought could only be answered by the culprit and, judging by his clenched fists, Sir Joseph was determined to know the verdict. Some kind of hunch told Charlotte that Robert was alive, and that he was walking around, as they speak.
It was as if his words have ignited a fire inside the German girl, dawning upon Charlotte that she should not have run away, in the first place. The truth will come to light, once they find the man responsible. She nodded at his decision. "I'll join you", she finalized.

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Later in the day, the two were on a bit of a stake-out. Funny enough, Joseph thought the very term was to actually get meat, which only brought amusement to the blonde and, to suit the joke, here they were, sitting in a restaurant, eating literal steak. Charlotte changed out of her red dress, and put on a more casual attire, donned with blue and white themes. If her instincts were right, then Straizo would be the one seeking Sir Joestar out. So, she had to convince the brown-haired man to be the bait (sort of).
“No prob!”, Mikey piped up, having to stand up from where he sat. “You won’t be useless, when you have us”, he said, with that childlike smile. “We can teach you...the basics”, Leonardo proposed, having to be sitting near them with his legs crossed.

Hearing this, Jennifer realized that she had left Charlie behind her the whole time, with no method of defending herself. It made her sadly look down.
"These guys just got their butts kicked. By us. A normal clan would act on the orders of their leader. I believe that order was to silent Miss O'Neil. We just got in the way of their plan. They won't follow, unless there were orders for them to do so", Jennifer continued her train of thought. "Do you think they'll try again?", the one called Leonardo asked, making the Asian turn back to him. "Possibly. They're more likely to act, after they get permission from the one in charge. They don't know what they're dealing with, so they'll be sitting on it for a while, until they attack again".

Donatello scratched his head, thinking through the ramble of words that Jen just said. "So, that means, as of right now, we're safe, but not for long?", Jennifer nodded. "Exactly", she answered, before looking at April, and asking. "Want us to help you get home?", April looked at them, all around her. "I'm not dreaming, am I?", she asked, slowly. "No, I'm afraid not", Splinter confirmed.
"Every clan has a master. For that, they have to have a leader", Jennifer thought aloud, shortly before she looked at April, then back at Charlie, realizing something. "You know what I think? I think that the guys, who attacked us, were 'the Foot'", the others looked at her.

"Think about it: April makes continuous reports about their work, they come out of hiding, and they attempted to shut her up", the Asian explained. "Don't forget that we were there, Charlie. They probably heard us negotiating with Miss O'Neil, attempting to expose them. We are very much a threat to them now".

"You can totally lay out here with us. No one knows where we live", Michelangelo suggested with a giggle. "I think you're cool".
“Wait, if you are half-fish, then what are you?”, the purple one called ‘Donatello’ pointed at Jennifer. The Asian sat up, from where she was, next to Charlie. “Perhaps it’s best to show you”, she said, with a smile, shortly before she took a deep breath, and closed her eyes. Her face started to change, scales appearing around her eyes, which changed into a yellow reptilian color.

“Whoa!”, the orange one called Michelangelo exclaimed. “I got it! You’re half-reptile”, Donatello finalized, the second Jen’s eyes went back to normal, who smiled with a nod.

Raphael was picking his teeth with one of his said, leaning back on the couch, before he heard the voice of the girl nearby. “Yeah, that’s alright. I’ve been called worse”, he shrugged.
As Charlie introduced themselves, Jen gave a nod in greeting, although remained close to her friend.

"For fifteen years now, we have lived here, below. Before that time, I was a pet of my master Yoshi, mimicking his movements from my cage, and learning the secret art of ninja", Jennifer listened attentively, as he began to explain their upbringing.

"When we were forced to come to New York, I found myself for the first time without a home, wandering the sewers, scavenging for whatever I could find. And then, one day, I came upon a shattered glass jar, and four baby turtles...."

"That was us!", the orange-bandannaed turtle interrupted. "Shut up", the others told him, hushing him, making Jennifer give a chuckle.

"The little ones were crawling into a strange glowing ooze from a broken canister nearby. I gathered them up in an old coffee can, and when I awoke the next morning, I received a shock, for they had doubled in size. I, too, was growing, particularly in intellect, and I was amazed at how intelligent they seemed. But nothing could have prepared me for what happened next -- one of them spoke. From then, more words followed, and I began their training, teaching them all that I had learned from my master".

Jennifer was amazed at the possibilities, beginning to wonder if this was fate; that they would come across others, who've also been exposed to the strange substance that transformed her and Charlotte.

"And soon, I gave them all names: Leonardo, Michelangelo, Donatello, and...Raphael".

He glanced at each turtle, as he pointed out their names. Jennifer looked at them all, and the realization dawned on her.
"We're not alone, after all, Charlie".
Updated!
Jennifer was unsure, at first, when her friend decided to reveal her mutation. But, at the same time, she was impressed by how brave she was, in showing such a thing. Normally, they would keep their differences to themselves, and show such a thing to a person, no matter who they were. But then, instead of expressing shock and disgust, the four turtles and the bipedal rat were silent, and remained remarkably calm, as if it wasn't new to them, although Raph did seem rather entranced by the colors. "Hmm", the rodent hummed. "Take heart, child", he said softly. "You will not find judgement here".

The Asian was surprised by how wise and kind this individual was. It was like a father reassuring his child, reminding her too much of her own family. Taking a deep breath, Jennifer spoke again. "They called you 'Master'. What does that mean?", she asked. "It means, that I am the light in shadow; a guide to the lost; a forgiver, and an opener to all things -- Splinter", he responded, as patient as he said this, Jennifer somehow felt herself at ease.

Turning to look at the unconscious woman, 'Splinter' placed a gentle hand on her face, which caused April to stir. However, instead of remaining calm, like her rescuers, she completely wigged out. "Oh my god! I'm dreaming; I must be dreaming! Okay, okay, those guys in the black pajamas, they jumped me. Two girls were with me, and that rat...I saw you in the parking lot; that explains you! And you guys, um, I have no idea where you came from!", clearly, she was hysterical. "If you will please just sit down and calm yourself, I will tell you where we came from, Miss O'Neil", it was just occurred to Jennifer that she wanted to know how they came to be.
Charlotte nodded, once the young man turned to look at her, as a way to confirm that such a discussion should not be addressed in a public place. It was rather strange, since she had just watched this man become hot-blooded, not too long ago, and he would miraculously show a calm and compassionate disposition. Obviously, he was truly a very caring person, who apparently has a flaw of acting on impulse.
The blonde woman mentally kept that note to herself, as they departed the building, helping to escort Erina safely, before calling a cab.
Once they were inside, she told them everything. From where she received the red-flag from Speedwagon, to where she was deliberately told to not come back to the scene, and seek them out.

"Straizo was the name he told me, and that he would be looking for you, to finish the job that Dio started", she finished.
"Whether Speedwagon survived, I don't know", it was a solemn and troubling thought, having to close her eyes, whilst keeping a compassionate hand on the elderly woman, who returned the action, in kind.
"Dear child, I have known Robert for, as long as my husband did. Honorable and selfless as he is, he would be the first to ensure that you made it out alive first", it was a sympathetic remark, really to shed light that if he was indeed dead, then he made a noble departure to ensure Charlotte's safety.
None of the scenes have to be exact, nor am I expecting them to be.
Let's just say that we are winging it, in a way, and loosely going along the events.
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