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When will we start? This is going to be a lot of fun :)
no problem poog, glad you're feeling better :)
EDIT: Adjusted Shay's Villain name = the Black Hole >:)

My Parents Gave Me This : Shay Ortella

But This Sounded Cooler : the Black Hole

My Parents Did Not Decide This…I Think : All Woman

The World Has Been Doomed for This Many Years : 28

People Think I’m Crazy But I’m Really : A crazy self centered flirtatious bitch with a sailors mouth. But seriously, there is a bit of a front put up to keep up the rumors of how bad ass she is and get the respect of the gang, but when the dust settles and she's all alone she loves to read mystery novels, breathe deeply, and write poetry, albeit dark and gruesome poetry.

Why I’m so Bad : Quick witted, always with a sassy come back, beautiful hard-earned lithe yet muscular body, swift reflexes, fast and furious, trigger happy, blade wielding, parkour perfecting skills, all to be out done during moments of clumsiness, which usually gives herself away prematurely during intense stake outs and moments of sneak attacks; most people don't like to work with her or be paired as her partner. Nobody wants to deal with her clumsiness or her loud, abrasive and stubborn attitude. And yet, she gets her shit done. She has nothing to lose and everything to gain.

World Beware My Power! : Aside from her skilled use of her pistols and blade, both passed down from her Grandfather, Shay has the ability to hide within shadows. Her ability is a defense mechanism she can use for escape and moderate teleportation. Shay can choose to either hide within a shadow, unseen and untouchable, or use a shadow to transport herself to another area within 25 miles. She can also send shadows to others to use them for the same purpose, concealing and hiding or sending them away. If she uses her teleportation ability for too long of a time or too many long distance travels she can over exert herself and will crash with fatigue, needing time to recover.

Random Things You May Want to Know For No Real Reason : Her right arm is tattooed from her shoulder down to her wrist, with a tattoo scribe running along her ribcage. She wears her father's military dog tags around her neck to remember him, having lost him when he was serving his country. What did he get for giving and not taking? Death. Her mother worked tirelessly as a nurse and helping others; she ended up getting cancer and passing away when her father was away serving. She vowed living her life getting what she deserved no matter what it took, living a life for herself. That is how she came across E.V.I.L and began working for them.

I’m Just That Cool :

5"7 ~130lbs, olive skin, black hair, dark blue eyes

Eyes turn from dark cobalt blue to solid black when she uses her shadow powers.
lol just waiting with no expectations
Bune watched Tristan curiously, keeping his word as always to Dactrin and suppressing any emotions from being emitted. "She's lovely" Bune grumbled warmly. Dactrin straightened as Tristan and her daemon turned to look at the pair of them, their presence now aware of. Dactrin watched blankly as Tristan made a friendly gesture for them to come join them. He didn't have a stern look on his face but his frown of trepidation was still less appealing than his previous blank stare. Dactrin wasn't one for laughing or joking, taking most of his days with a serious tone. It was hard for him to hide his stress, frustration or fear from his face. Bune glanced up to Dactrin after seeing Tristan's invitation, wondering how he would react. No smile, no wave, just a longer stare. "You know" Bune started saying, looking back to Tristan with a wave of his tale "it doesn't hurt to respond to people when they wave or smile at you." Dactrin mostly kept his head down in school, keeping to himself. After a year of isolating himself from others, it was only the teachers left that would bother to keep giving him hellos, waves and smiles in the halls when passing by. Deep down he appreciated it but feared opening up, remaining silent and to himself. Bune was the only one Dactrin was comfortable being completely himself with, free to smile or act as he may. Bune wished Dactrin would gain the confidence in himself to open up to others, to living people. It was a work in progress.

Dactrin continued to watch curiously as Tristan turned back to her daemon. He watched as the daemon began to create something around them, a beautiful sculpture depicted with great detail and skill. When Tristan looked back once more to him and Bune, patiently waiting to see if they would take her invitation, he found himself returning her smile with a small one of his own. Bune looked up to Dactrin, tail swaying happily. Exhaling deeply, Dactrin pushed off from the tree he was leaning on and began walking towards Tristan. He put his hands in the pockets of his sweatshirt and glanced to Bune as he walked towards her, obviously nervous but displaying a nonchalant walk as he approached them. Bune mumbled low one last time to Dactrin, since Bune did not communicate telepathically, "Don't be afraid to make friends" then fell silent as they then came right to Tristan and Sierra, turning his gaze back to Tristan and surveying the daemon with her.

Dactrin walked up to Tristan. His lips twitching to the side in a small grin. "Hey" he said simply as he came to her resting spot. As he got a better look of her face he recognized her from his Daemonology class. She also had a resemblance to the TA for High PE and he wondered if they were related. He was one of the strongest in the class and worked closely with Jason their TA on any obstacles he wanted to perfect. His goal was to take the next available TA spot, perhaps in his third year. Everyday he trained an hour in the gym and an hour in the obstacle facility, perfecting his physical skills in the realm of both strength, endurance and agility. He had a thick frame and lots of muscle mass attached to it, but he wouldn't let that keep him from being as fast as he was strong.

Not sure of what else to say, wanting to break the brief silence that felt much too awkward for him, Dactrin then said "That's pretty cool" pointing to the dragon and house carved sculpture that glowed softly, as if it were a living piece of art. He looked to Sierra and said "you're very talented."
OK no problem, reading up now :)
don't think it's too late, make a cs!
Beau sat on a high standing stone mound at the outskirts of the city, looking through the trees down to the city below, or what was left of it. The various slave camps being controlled by the ETs were visible by the unique markings. Each camp was built in an octagonal shape, a blue burning substance flaring in the middle, lasting all day and all night but exuding no smoke. Beau's breath simmered in the air in front of him, his dark eyes surveying what was playing out below. He pulled up the collar of his thick coat up around his neck to keep the early morning chill from reaching his skin.

"Beau!" A small voice cried out. "Hey Beau!" The little voice cried out again, getting closer. A young boy raced up the hill that led to the stone mound, a letter clutched in his small hand. His body was covered in what appeared to be an adults jacket, over-sized scarf and beanie cap. His little face was barely visible through the mound of clothing covering his body to keep him warm. His cheeks poking through the high-collared jacket were flushed pink. He stopped right at the lowest rock of the mound and bent over, resting his forearms on his knees as he gasped for breath from running up the hill.

Beau turned around to look at who was calling his name and smiled when he saw Alex, waiting patiently for him to catch his breath. Alex coughed, inhaled deeply, then straightened himself up right, readjusting the jacket to sit better on his small shoulders. The boy pulled the beanie back from his brow to better see Beau, his green eyes looking up to him, a wide smile lighting up his face.

"Beau! I have something for you!" His voice was full of excitement and wonder. Children were always innocent and full of fun but to see a child in their current despondent times be filled with such excitement made Beau a bit curious. Alex raised his arm upwards, his hand clutching a wide brown envelope, and swaying it from side to side. "It's for you Beau!" Alex said, now jumping up and down on his toes.

Beau met Alex's smile with a grin and turned full around. With his hands at the back of the stone, his feet angled to balance himself, he leaned back and slid down the rock mound, swiftly moving down the side until his feet slammed hard but squarely on the dirt floor below. Beau straightened himself up, jerking his coat, and walked the last few steps to meet Alex. "Thanks buddy" Beau said, clapping his hand against Alex's back as he took the letter. "Let's read it together, shall we?" Beau, standing at 6"0, crouched down next to Alex to let him in on the fun. The letter looked official but Beau didn't think it mattered if a 10 year old saw it or not. Alex was too excited about the mystery letter to not be let in on the secret.

Beau read the letter to himself, angling the paper to allow Alex to read it as well at his own pace. He found it interesting as he kept no connection with what was left of the human military. He was a rogue runner, helping free human slaves and rebuilding rebel camps like the one he was currently staying with, teaching them to fend for themselves until moving on to another group. Helping others kept his mind off of his own misery of knowing his captured daughter Rain was still out there somewhere, and raiding ET camps gave him a first hand look as to possible places Rain could be kept. So far he has yet to see her or hear of her. Every group he helps he shares his story. In return for his help the group sends him any information they can about where Rain might be, either by various pieces of ET information or sightings that have all unfortunately turned out to be for another young girl; Rain eludes him still but he believes she is still alive and with he ETs somewhere.

This invitation, which sounded more like a demand than a request, seemed to be another great step towards getting closer to Rain. It seemed to be more believable that Rain would be held in a main camp site for the Others rather than any small human slave camp. Besides, he's pretty sure he has been to them all in the great area, freeing many people but seeing not one trace of his taken daughter.

Beau's jaw clenched in thought as he stared at the letter. After a moment when Alex realized he was no longer waiting for Alex to finish reading, he looked to Beau and placed his hand on his knee. "Does this mean you're leaving?" he asked him. Beau broke away from his thoughts to look at the young boy, meeting his worried gaze. He pulled his frown in to a small smile, placing his hand along the boys side neck. "Yeah buddy" he said, pulling Alex in for a hug. He held the boy to his chest, Alex wrapping his arms around his torso tightly. After a moment Beau pulled back. He never got too close to any of the camps he helped set up but Alex and his mom had become dear friends in the last week they had been together since their escape to freedom. Alex had no father, Beau had a missing daughter, and his connection with him was stronger than words.

Beau cupped Alex's small face in his gloved hands, meeting his eyes with a stern look. "You take care of your mother now, alright? You're a strong young man and she needs you to stay that way for her in my absence." Alex whimpered in protest, his eyes glossing with tears. He pulled out from under his jacket Beau's side satchel that carried everything he owned and traveled with. Beau looked at it, opened it up from the top to look inside at the contents, then looked back to Alex with a smile. "Thanks kido." Alex had packed everything for him, knowing he would go. With a last hug, Beau stood up, arching his back and inhaling the crisp morning air deeply. "Maybe I'll see you again. Maybe not." Beau told Alex. Alex nodded bravely and responded back with the phrase Beau taught him so well. "No expectations, only hope and fortitude." Beau nodded, his smile strong despite how much it hurt to say goodbye. He turned and headed towards the meeting point written on the letter. He was not far and would arrive from the woods, taking the path off of the main land to stay out of sight. He would be there very soon.
Ooo a highly active rp! I love it :)

I'll post tonight after work
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