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I am interested, love a good OOFE.
Name: Dani Suffolk
Gender: Female
Age: 21
Appearance:
Height:151 cm
Weight: 60 kilos
Hair style/color: Platinum Blonde Medium pin-up bob
Eye color: Blue-Green
Build: Slightly above average
Clothing: Prefers the corset of the Ward's female inhabitants, but cant stand the skirt, and so wears the black slacks that the men generally wear. She has a basic leather tricorn, but it is ripped and currently inhabiting a pocket pending repair.
Brief Bio: Parents died young in service to the church, was raised in the cathedral ward by the people occupying it, hopping from home to home for food and shelter, until her age started to give rise to complications. Men began trying to exchange help for unsavory requests, wives became jealous and suspicious of wandering eyes, and old crones died. Before too long, there was little left in the ward for her.
She went on to live for awhile on Hemwick Charnel Lane, a place for those afflicted with feminine hysteria, only a short walk from her old home, but still more obstacles came about.The occupants began to become obsessed with the night horrors known as the "Soot gaurdians" and the residents became obsessed with the gouging and proffering of eyes, and the burning of flesh on hot irons. Twin hags gained the favor of the guardians and the place became a haven of blind madness, petrified stone eyes, and the crowing of the ravens that gobbled them up soon as they clattered on the cobbles. The girl had no home now, and the madness of the night was coming fast...
Brief Personality Description: Dani is not easily broken by disturbia, she is no stranger to the night and while capable of fear, is resigned to the idea of loneliness and death. She is intelligent, but has no prior experience on yharnams streets during the hunt, previously sheltered as she was. She can come off as cold and ruthless, but one can generally see she has the interest of those around her at heart. Psychosis include extreme manifested introversion, Self-Disassociation, and Kleptomania.
Occupation: She has generally stolen from the townships outside the cathedral ward. She's quite effective too, silent, quick, and good with slight of hand. Not inhumanly so though, doctors and church hunters have nearly caught her on several occasions due to her unaltered state.
Family: Deceased or Unknown with no way of identifying.
Equipment: She actually has access to an older trick weapon she stole from a collector. Its not much of anything really, just a dagger that flips out of some brass knuckles. It has some interesting runes on it, but it itself doesnt appear to be anything special (meaning I dont intend to somehow excalibur this thing. Its a piece of junk.) She also has a lockpick kit and a deck of cards she fiddles with when she has to distract herself from things around her.
Im actually from waaaaaaay before the great server crash. I usually hop on every few months, make one of these posts, do some AWESOME rp's until eventually everyone leaves my active rps and i get depressed by all the unfinished stories.

Then I leave, play video games for awhile and get bored/disappointed in AAA developers and come back here hoping to quench my thirst for a rockin story.

Were at that part of the cycle! Hows things?
Null awoke the next day with quite the headache and a zabrak horn poking her shoulder. After she dismissed her company and had a cup of coffee, she decided to go look into her new apprentice. Her room in the palace was situated not far from Null's own, and by focusing on the force crystal rather than Lianna herself, Null was able to detect the girl sleeping in the room below. Null entered the room without so much as beeping on the comm, awakening Lianna from her slumber. "Time to wake up, round-ears. You have a long day of training ahead of you."
Sorry about the delay. My anniversary was this week so im pretty busy
It was only a mere nine hours before Vesias was in veiw. Null watched as the massive craft efficiently and immediately began scanning and firing on the planet. Anywhere alot of life was, the Empirial cruisers fired a steady stream of laser fire. As orbital baombardments go, this one was particularly devastating. The crust of the planets land masses actually began to glow from the heat. Waves of ships attempted escape, but a gravity well kept them all from jumping into hyperspace, and the mass number of Tie Claw Fighters on standby prevented anyone from attempting a sublight escape. It was the perfect attack to begin her campaign. It sent a message that couldn't be ignored...

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The mood upon their arrival on Concordia was one of celebration, and the Mandalorian prime minister was happy to comply. There was drinks, debauchery and combat entertainment, and even Null took part. By the time they had arrived, Lianna's armor had been fitted to her, and Null could relax and not worry about Vader for awhile. She ended up quite drunk, and took part in quite a few challenges. Of course excelling at each one, despite her inebriated state. Truth be told, Vader had never let her get drunk. While he never expressly forbade it, she never felt comfortable with imbibing toxins in the Imperial City. She even got ahold of the attention of two lovely Zabrak women, who now were accompanying her by the shoulder. It was a revelrous night. Null only hoped her new apprentice was enjoying it as well. Command had a certain... decadence to it.
Null closed her eyes, preparing for the most important few years of her life, with a single moment to breathe.
"I want you to take us to Vesias first. No more sending people down. I want the Hutt's to know that their hidden resources are of no value to the Empire. We will focus on keeping the resources we know we can use functional, but the rest of it, we will burn. I'm hereby ordering a full orbital bombardment on the planet. Scan for the largest clusters of life forms on the planet and burn it all. No troops. Be prepared to capture any fleeing starcraft. Anyone without proper identification will be interrogated by me directly. Anyone associated with the Hutts will be interrogated by me directly. Any Hutts, kill on capture. We won't be mucking about with prisoners of war or delegation. The Hutts are going extinct."

"I have a human bounty hunter with me who I want fitted for a bes'kar suit to her own specifications. She is going to be helping command my army on an unnoficial capacity. Let Concordia know that we expect luxury accomodations fitting of two war generals. I'm sure with my reputation that they will comply. Let any commanding officers delegating with the Mando'aa know that we are the ones doing them a favor. When the Hutt's are gone the Mandalorian clans will be taking possession of all of their resources at the Empires behest. Any negotiations should be done with that in mind."
The Institution welcomes you, hunter, to enjoy charming and luxurious Haslemere,
We have made accommodations for you at the Statute Inn just outside the bustle of the city in Southern Surrey.
We have a friend you should meet there.
We have tasked for you both the job of worming out a fishy situation there.
Some are of the opinion that all fish go to heaven.
You must not break bread with them.
We only find the ones whom believe all fish go to hell agreeable.
We want you to represent us there so that everyone gets the point.
We are sure with your sharp wits you can convince the heaven fish that the hell fish were all right all along.
We thank you for your continued service, your payment is in the bank.


-Coded letter written and copied out for two hunters.
The town of Haslemere, in South West Surrey was a very quaint town in the daytime. But at night all of the residents went to bed in abject fear. Many of them had gone to bed and never been found the next day. Their beds reeking of seawater and small struggling ocean life flopping or dying on the bed and floor. The floors showed signs having had broken, splintered in fact! But, oddly enough every piece of wood was replaced exactly where it should be, if less stable. A man had fallen through a particularly less stable section of floor to reveal a pit, just in front of the bed. Those who were with the man swore up and down that it was a full minute before they heard anything from the pit other than his screaming, and that all they heard was a muffled splash.

The longer it went on, the more disappeared. This was a delicate situation for a hunter. This slow assimilation process meant there were a ton of unassimilated and unaware nearby inhabitants, and what's more, this lesser creature needed to abduct to assimilate. It was a weaker horror. Not a great One, but merely an underling aspiring to higher power. What level of monstrosity did a beast have to come to in order to have ambition? Perhaps it was only relevant and more pertinent to ask how to kill it, since it was the job of the Hunter to kill. Not to ask questions. Too many of those drove people mad...
@gohKamikaze
I had meant to post all that in IC. We do already have two players for this, the reason I left it open to application was so that in the event that we wanted more people to play other characters, we could. Me and the other player do have a little bit of world building, introduction and story arcs before we could consider that though... I encourage you to subscribe and follow the story as it progresses however. Might be an interesting part of your day ^^
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