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MST3K 4ever said
I would like to be friends with Raffy.

Well, Raffy will be friends with you as long as you suit her needs. When you're useless, she'll throw you away (:<

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Nevermind said
As I said, couple be interesting as Leon is easilly manipulated.

That would work very well. :)

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Whoever wants to be "friends" with Raffy, lemme know. (:

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Same here, whenever is fine(:

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Raffy Cox

Name:
Raphaela “Raffy” Peony Cox

Age :
17

Gender :
Female

Sexuality :
Demisexual

Personality :
Raffy is a sweet girl with a friendly and loving approach to everybody…or so it seems. In truth, Raffy is a manipulative liar who loves to spin webs and cause chaos to benefit her or just to have fun. Ambitious and sly, she has placed herself in a position at high school where teachers and students trusted her. Those who didn’t trust her was because she had crossed them and the only thing keeping their mouths shut is Raffy blackmailing them. Many, if they knew the truth about Raffy, would consider her immoral – Raffy doesn’t care about rights and wrongs, just about self-preservation. If there is a possibility, in the end, she is on top, she will do whatever she can to make it a fact. The redhead would betray her own parents if it were to ensure her survival. Intelligent and charismatic, it is easy to fall into her trap and not many have been able to see through her – at least, none that she know of.

History :
Raffy was born to an ex-Politian, Katherine Cox, and a businessman, Jameson Cox. As she grew up, they prepared her for when she would take over Cox Industries and raised her to be a ruthless, smooth businesswoman. In the process, however, they created an independent nihilist whose only joy in life was herself. Her parents never showed an interest in Raffy’s life except for the one they created for her; when she was little, this caused great upset for Raffy, but now that she is older, she only finds it liberating. The Cox family never grew emotional attachments to each other and was more acquaintances than family, but they were all okay with it. The members of the dysfunctional family were too independent to be reliant.

Raffy was encouraged to do well in school and popularity – she easily became everyone’s friend - and was ushered to pick up a hobby. When her mother said hobby, she probably meant stamp-collecting and knitting; Raffy began to create unnecessary drama as a hobby. She would constantly be on the phone, talking to those whom needed her condolence. Raffy just used this to gain more hold. In the end, Raphaela had become what her parents wanted her to: a ruthless, independent woman.

Clothing:
On the night of the fire, Raffy was wearing jeans that came to just above her knees and a long-sleeved, cotton, plain grey shirt. On her feet were beat-up traditional vans that she didn’t typically wear, but decided to wear on that day.

Skills:
- Charismatic
- Sly
- Intelligence
- Great Liar

Weaknesses:
- Not athletic
- Her manipulation is a double-edged sword
- Storms scare her
- She is not inconspicuous
Other:
N/A

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Making a CS right now

A World of Progresssive Magic: An Arcane 2100s

Shot. Down. XD

Sweet Dreams (Surreal Fantasy)

upscalerat said
BEFORE I make my character, are we allowed to have multiple characters?Thanks!

As much as you can handle (:

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My post doesn't really have anything important happen. Just the introduction of the other two Agents, Genevieve and Axel.

A World of Progresssive Magic: An Arcane 2100s

“Hello Thaz, you’re looking vibrant as always. Long time, no see, which is a shame in regards to you.” Conor Veradé, a nineteen year old thug – though, as a member of the Agency, Thaz is not supposed to acknowledge this because of the arrangement – approached the Agent of twenty-one.

Uninterestedly, Thaz glanced over at the rascal and frowned. “Conor, I don’t normally have the urge to hit a colleague, but you seem to be an exception.”

The café, nearly empty when she first arrived, had began to fill up and tables were given away. Carefully, Balthazar observed the room’s occupants There was ayoung copuple kissing at a booth – seriously, public displays of affections makes everyone uncomfortable – and a buisnesman talking loudly on his phone – how rude. By the large window – Thaz had avoided those tables as a precaution – sat a blonde woman on her laptop, writing, and a group of teenagers goofing off. Any one of them could be an enemy, well, except for the six month old baby being toted around the café.

Just that moment, the door opened to allow two familiar faces belonging to a tall, tanned brunette woman and a gangly ginger man-child. Agent Genevieve was an expert in Fate and was considered the lucky charm amongst her co-workers. The amazon also possessed Law, Mentalism, and Otherness. Axel, on the other hand, was proficient in Life and Death, his two specialties with slight skill in Energy and Matter.

Axel marveled at a giant coffee cup by the door and inspected it with a freckled finger. Genevieve had to literally drag the absentminded twenty-four year old man by the collar. Axel made pathetic choking noises while clawing at her grip.

“You’re late.” Balthazar spat and Genevieve scratched her cheek sheepishly.

“Axel got sidetracked, sorry. It won’t happen again.” The brunette apologized.

“No, it won’t. After this mission, I’m kicking your ass to hell.” Thaz smirked, the only hint she was “joking”.

With greetings or lack thereof aside, Balthazar became all business and gave another run-down of the mission . “Look, there’s no need to overcomplicate things. There’s no need to get caught in details we know. When it comes down to it, there’s someone bad and we have to stop ‘em. Simple? Me think yes. Now, don’t screw this up, okay?”

With that, Balthazar finished and Axel, who thinks nothing through, piped in, “Aren’t you supposed to tell us you believe in us?”

Balthazar scanned the room one more time, not a hint of hilarity in her eyes. “No, then I’d be lying.”

Silence.

"You're a bitch."