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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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9 mos ago
‘Transformers: Rise of the Beasts’ Rating: 8.5-9/10
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OBSESSED With the Resident Evil Film Series OSTs & Soundtracks. Great Mental Fuel for Preparing Gritty RPs <3
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ANGElBiTES
Geek | Gamer | ISFP-INFP-ISTP | Music-Lover | Daydreamer | Writer
Taurus | 25 | 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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Maggie had mixed feelings of confusion, fear, and disappointment, especially when chaos ensued. She looked down at Dianna, clinging onto her for dear life. Rogers caught a glimpse of what was below them...a room of pure darkness. There was no way she was going to leave the young woman to that, so with the amount of strength that she had, Maggie began to pull her up, the best she could. Eventually, with their combined strength, they've managed to reach the top...making Maggie crouch down, and continue to pull her up, until she came next to her. At her question, the female Rogers looked up at the ceiling for a few seconds, before hearing the screams of Shaggy and Scooby, who appeared to be stuck on a wall, trapped and surrounded by a bunch of different kinds of meat.

Quickly, Maggie raced to them, trying to find a way to release them. Scooby was too much in a panic, while Shaggy tried to stay brave, but not for very long...as he screamed in terror when an animatronic creature came out of the wall, hissing. What were they going to do? They couldn’t pull them out, since the fake food on the wall, seemed to be sticking them there. "Come on, Dianna, help me!", Maggie said, trying to keep herself, as she attempted to free the boys.

Somewhere, Fred, Daphne, and Velma weren’t having any better luck. The red-head was still being dragged by the automobile, clinging onto it for dear life, mumbling to herself. "I'm not helpless; I'm not helpless", she said to herself, unaware of her cousin's drone hovering above her. She was far too focused on what was in front of her and, if it can't get any worse, there was a wall, up ahead, with blades protruding from it. "I am helpless; I'm gonna die!", she realized with a frightened yell, dread falling down on her. Fred and Velma were trying to outrun a few obstacles, but eventually, in what seemed like forever, (although it was accidental) the leader managed to find the switch that seemed to have powered everything.

The moment he flipped it, everything stopped; the animatronics going back to their original spots, as if they haven’t moved at all, and the automobile that Daphne was stuck on, immediately halted...a few inches away from the wall, that could have sealed her fate. Hearing the buzzing, she looked up to see her cousin's drone, and stared at it, before detaching herself from the car. Tilting her head, she shakily smiled at it. It wouldn't have been a bad idea, after all.

By the time everything stopped, Shaggy was in pure happiness. "We made it. We're alive!", he was clearly thrilled, along with Maggie, who laughed with him, until the wall her brother was stuck on, tilted backwards, back to its original position. With a yelp, it dragged the young women, along with it, causing them to fall, next to the owner and his dog. "Whew!", Maggie sighed, just as the wind was knocked out of her, shortly after landing on the ground. "That was weird", the male Rogers commented from next to her, looking at the ceiling.
Snickering at the other girl's comment, Maggie walked to a section of the room to look around, having to let go of her hand, in order to get a closer look at the wall. Shaggy and Scooby immediately looked at the spread on the table, covered with food, clearly mesmerized by the sight. She knew it wasn’t real but, the real question is, do they know it is fake?

Left alone at the entrance of the haunted house, along with her cousin, there was a clear, awkward tension between them. Daphne had been trying to open a door back in the front room, but it wouldn’t budge. She really didn't know what to say, in the moment, other than to try and voice out her realization of how much pain she was giving the brunette. Especially, right now. "Come on, Fae. There's plenty of light", she argued, as if she was answering her cousin's thoughts.

Giving the door another push, the red-head grunted, but it still didn't budge. Huffing, she decided to put her newly-earned black belt to good use, and gave the door a mighty kick, which seemed to have worked. However, she was unaware of the power around them, mysteriously, turning itself on. All around them, animatronics started to move, creepy laughter and sounds reverberated, and strobe lights starting flashing. Caught off guard in surprise, Daphne was unaware of one of the ride’s automobiles, rolling on the tracks, in her direction. Before she knew it, she was picked up, and being dragged through the tunnels, yelling. "Fae!"

Meanwhile, just as laughter echoed throughout the castle, one of the floorboards underneath Dianna gave out, representing a trapdoor. Before she could fall all the way through, Maggie was quick to act, grabbing her hand, catching her. Shaggy and Scooby screamed, finding themselves on a wall by...sausage links? "What do we do?!", the talking dog yelled.
Maggie shrugged apologetically towards Fae, before her lips curled into an amused smile, when she noticed the other place her hand in her pocket to pull something far-too-familiar. She kept the thought to herself, knowing that it was Fae's clever nature to be sneaky with her gadgets. By the time she led the way through a hallway, Shaggy and Scooby cautiously yet sheepishly followed behind, having to already feel the nerves of being in such a dark and abandoned place.

Of course, like Fae, Dianna wouldn't hesitate on joining her, since the three women were very much inseparable. It wasn't anything new, to the rest of the gang, since Maggie was known for her tendency of playing 'leader' for the other two. In fact, one would think (if anyone knew) that this was probably one of the very things that made the female Rogers so enticing; why Dianna and Fae follow her lead, and why it seemed like they were enamored with her. Was it her courage? Her airheadedness? Her unpredictable nature? Her...beauty? So many theories.

She may have missed Dianna looking at her, by the time they turned a corner. Her question towards her older sibling and his dog made Maggie reach back to take his hand, and give it a gentle squeeze, hoping that the gesture alone would help him, after seeing him gulp. It seemed to, considering that she felt him relax. Upon reaching a door, she let go of him, by the time she approached it. Quietly, the female Rogers opened it, and poked her head through; Shaggy following her action, above her, with Scooby whimpering, below them. "It's okay, boy", she said softly, petting him, before taking hold of Dianna's hand, and pushed the structure more.

This revealing room seemed to be modeled into that of a dining room, or a kitchen.
This is going to be on hiatus for a while. I hope you don't mind.
Scooby closed his eyes, and relished in the affection of the young woman, nearly scratching himself with his back foot.

Daphne cleared her throat, when her cousin made that comment, before composing herself. "It's not that I don't want you to use your gadgets, Fae. It's just that there are times, where they don't need to be used", it was like the red-head was being careful in choosing her words - slowly, and out of reluctance; she didn't want to hurt her feelings, after speaking her opinion. But then, the very word "opinion" made Daphne realize that's what she has been doing to her cousin, for the past two years. It came to her, right then, and there; just by looking at the other girl: All those times of Fae, being quieter than normal, trying to convince her on rekindling with their old friends. It tugged her heart. Was she already hurting her feelings, and not being aware of it?

What snapped her out of her conscious, was the loud opening of another door, which caused Shaggy to jump into Scooby’s arms. Maggie flinched at the sound, but relaxed when she came to see that it was only Fred, making her brother casually descended from the talking dog’s grasp. Any more surprises, during this night? “Fred, I found this place first. I call dibs on its clues”, Daphne declared to him, remarkably going back to her much-more confident facade. “I’ve already found some clues”, he said. "What?", she, in return, questioned, feeling the approach of defeat. “I’ve also found a few things”, Velma's voice sounded, stepping out of a hallway. “This ride was closed, due to dangerous construction. It’s the perfect place for hatching up an insidious plan."

“Well, since we’re all together, let’s split up. Daphne and Fae, search this entrance; Velma and I will take the passage over there; Maggie and 'Anna...keep an eye on Shaggy and Scooby, after you go through that entrance”, he gestured to the door on the other side of the room. "Sounds good", Maggie responded, relieved that they were all working together for once. With that, they all split up to their respective positions.
Maggie placed her hands on her hips, as she examined the place a bit more with widening eyes. She turned back to look at the girls, and gave a smile, eyeing them with amusement, shortly before turning back to look at the structure. "Don't worry, Fae. I'll surprise you with something disassembled later, if you put yourself on a leash", she sing-songed, with a toothy grin, before leading the way, up to the front door, that was, somehow, ajar. That feeling was back, causing Rogers to frown.

She expected the others to follow, tailing albeit close, behind her - especially since they were out here in the dark, and possibly, alone. Even as the taller girl walked, Maggie looked around, trying to spot something that would help in their investigation. Being careful in her steps, and trying not to trip, the trio approached the open door. Poking her head in first, Maggie found the 'haunted house'-themed ride a lot worse for wear, on the inside. The interiors were wore through, filled with a number of creepy figures...and voices?

She turned her head back to the other two, and pushed the door a bit more, unintentionally letting out a loud squeak, which caused a frightened shout, coming from those voices. By the time it was wide open, the sources were none other than her brother, Scooby, and Daphne. Kind of strange to find them here first, but maybe the girls took the long way, while they took a short cut? There was always a possibility.
Everything alright?
After seeing the Great Dane run out from between the trees, Maggie had to admit that she was just about ready to stand up from her seat, out of reflex. Thankfully, it turned out to be a misunderstanding.

’Guess old Scoob saw something different in his own mind again’
Maggie mused in her mind, before releasing a sigh of relief, and chuckling to herself.

She wasn't aware of Dianna walking up towards them, from behind, as she took another drink from her cup. It was until she felt an arm loop inside her own, in a very familiar fashion. Rogers smiled and nodded, taking one more sip, before getting up, and leading the way towards the pathway that Scooby ran from: Through the forest, the trees, and towards the old castle near the beach. She gave a giggle, and took both of their hands. It was like they were best friends again, sneaking off to find excitement.

The place surely has seen better days. A question still stood: Why shut down a ride? What was wrong with it? It could have broken down, but why would it still stand? Maggie looked up at the old abandoned castle, having to widen her eyes, and create a slight gap on her lips. “Wow”, she said softly, having to be quite appalled. “I know I shouldn’t sound critical or judge-y, but how could a place like this be still standing?”, based on her observation, it was true. Again, she didn’t how long the structure had been here, but it looked just about ready to collapse, at any time. It just seemed very separate from the other sections they’ve seen so far.
By the time she saw Fae sit next to her, at the bar, she smiled. She shook her head at her question. "Aside from a few creepy glances, I keep getting the same answer: Nothing. No one has seen anything out of the ordinary; no one has noticed anything weird", she said, almost a little disappointed, before looking through the crowd of people. "It feels like it's hiding in plain", as confused as Rogers was; how could Mondevarious be the only one making this claim, if none of the guests would be in agreement? Everybody and everything seemed to be living in a normal fashion, at least, that's what it looked like. It just didn't seem to make any sense...unless they were looking in the wrong places.

She was sipping her drink, before she widened her eyes, and raised her eyebrows, placing it back on the counter. "I did catch wind about some old, abandoned ride. Perhaps we should look there", maybe they didn't cover enough areas yet. "It's...actually not a bad idea", just as she said this, the sound of Scooby running from behind the trees, and in a panicky fashion. "R'onster! R'onster!", he shouted, scrambling into the arms on Shaggy. "A monster?", he asked, before looking in the direction where his dog came. However, instead of a "monster", it was some guy in a giant bunny costume.

"Scooby Doo, like, quit goofing around man", he scolded him, putting him down. Maggie frowned, before she too looked back in the direction that the Great Dane ran from. "We should follow the path. Maybe we'll nail ourselves a culprit".
It was only a bit of time that everyone split up. Maggie looked about, having to watch a majority of the performers passing by, as well as glanced at the people that sat at the tables. Something did not sit right, and she wasn't only talking about the strange markings that were all over Fae's upper body. She was aware of them, but she didn't want Blake's situation to trouble everyone, and waste their time. So, once they found the appropriate time to be alone, where Fae was a lot more calm, Maggie could potentially approach her on the subject.

However, the time to actually do so, wasn't fluid, since she traveled in a different direction, along with Dianna disappearing shortly afterwards, leaving Maggie by herself. Trying to observe the guests, as well as the employees, everything seemed like a regular vacation's evening. However, by the time she turned her upper body around to look behind her, she did notice one of the bartenders, glancing at her, from the bar. Her eyes widened a little, with her lips slightly gaping, she eventually looked away at her drink, when it seemed to be prolonged. It wasn't a look of curiosity, but rather, vigilance, as if he was looking out. As scattered as she may be in the head, Maggie wasn't dim enough to not know that someone was watching her.

Sniffing around, Scooby did indeed bump into one of the Blakes. "R'ae!", he said, giving her a lick, before shaking his head at her question. He then continued to sniff the ground, shortly before perking up. "R'urgers! (Burgers)", he barked, darting off into the bushes, and through the trees. "Fae!", Maggie's voice called, waving over to her from the table, avoiding to turn back at the bartender, in the distance.

Meanwhile, at one of the dance performances, Velma observed a tribal dance, around a fire. Everything seemed like your ordinary entertainment venue, until she looked over at the guests, where she could see a few of the college kids, in the further back end of the crowd, staring straight ahead from where they stood, and chanting under their breaths, as if they were in some sort of trance. At the same time, these words seem to be blending in too well with the music of the performance. That's strange. 'A magic spell', she was told. Were these people she was seeing, the victims of this? Who would be doing it? And, why?
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