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I am a 29 year old female who is comfortable playing as a female. I am working on my males though, and welcome opportunities to play them as my main character.

Like most people of age, I'm no stranger to mature things, and welcome those as well. And like most people, I do have my limits. Drugs, alcohol, abuse, death, gore, sex, are all fine to me. Not a big fan of smut or rape, furries, wierd kinks, things of that matter. Also, please don't take control of my character unless I've given you permission to do so. A big pet peeve of mine.

As far as posting goes, I'm normally available Mon-Fri from about 7-4. Should something come up and I'm going to be away for more than a day or two, I try to let my partners know beforehand. It's just polite. During the times I'm on, I can post several times, and my post lengths vary. Depending on where we are in the story, and what's going on, I can write from 1 to sometimes 7 or 8 paragraphs. Although, like other players, I like quality. Also, I'm kind of a grammar and punctuation Nazi. Please don't let this scare you off. Some things I can overlook, everyone makes mistakes, and that's understandable. I post from a phone, so my autocorrect tends to think differently than I do sometimes lol.

Uhm... I'm not real sure what else to put other than I'm not a big slice of life kind of girl. I have a family and live life everyday. I don't wanna live another day to day life in here. Take me somewhere else!! Give me interesting characters. I love romance, action and explosions, guns and monsters, sci fi and aliens, mystery... things of that nature. Fantasy is ok with me, as long as it's not real high.

(Don't have to be exact, just ideas we could work off of)

The Mummy (Brendan Frasier)
The Long Kiss Goodnight
I, Robot
San Andreas
Robin Hood (Russell Crowe)
Harry Potter
Beauty and the Beast (I know, I know)
The Little Mermaid
Hansel and Gretel: Witch Hunters

Assassin/Target or Witness
Mental Patient/Mental patient
Mental patient/Doctor
Rich widow with child/Bodyguard
Almost anything involving pirates

(More to come)

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Tuesday, August 21st, 2018 - 02:44pm | The ‘Loft’

Well, it seemed her volunteering to be the first to answer Me. Lerher’s question started a domino effect. A few of the students had stood and answered, each one earning a smile from her. Then, there were a few that didn't. Chloe’s statement had frustrated her, but she could understand where the girl was coming from. None of them asked to have these “gifts”, but they had them. All they could do was try to make the best of it. What else was there to do? She listened as the select few spoke, and watched as two others excused themselves to the bathroom. Ivy let her eyes move across the room, landing on each individual person there. Was there really hope for them? Could Mr. Lerher help them?

Her thoughts were soon interrupted by knock at the door. Ivy turned her attention to it, then to Mr. Lerher as he made his way to the door. When he opened it, she couldn't help but wince and scoff. Elroy Bain. Student Body President. Could he be anynore fake? Rolling her eyes, she turned back around around faced the front of the classroom. Although she didn't look his direction, she listened. Ivy had never really been popular, never cared to be, and since she discovered she was a Hype, she was alone for the most part. It had been that way for a while, and quite honestly, she was happy to keep it that way. Yeah, friends would be nice, especially ones more like her. She glanced around the room again, feeling her hope for any sort of friendship, diminish. Then, the sudden mention of a search party was mentioned.

Ivy perked up a bit in her seat and turned her head just the slightest to hear better. A search was going on tonight at Mather Park. For the missing girl. Since she had nothing else to do, Ivy decided then and there, that she would be going. It was the least she could do. Aaannd then, the dance came up. Ivy shook her head. Nope, not going to that. The decision was instant. She couldn't dance. Not that, that stopped her from doing it… just not in front of the whole student body. More like, at home, where no one could watch. She doubted anyone would ask her anyways. It didn't bug her. Not in the least. Though, on the off chance someone did, she just may say yes. May.

It was at that point, the bell rang, dismissing the class. Ivy sat for a moment before slowly packing her things up. There was so much going on, and it had her brain in a frenzy. Zipping up her bag, she stood and pulled it up and over her head. Dropping the strap onto her shoulder, Ivy looked up at Noah for a brief moment before averting her eyes and following the remaining students out of the room. Once she was back outside, it felt like a weight had been lifted off of her chest. She had been so tense during that class. Ivy closed her eyes and let out a slow breath, then opened them again. Time to head home.

Maybe she could catch Noah before she left to join the search party.


Ivy’s hand slammed down on the alarm clock that blared in her ear, a groggy groan emerging from the lump of blankets on her bed. Monday. The first day back to school. That had to be like, the worst combination of days ever, in the history of forever. Ivy laid in bed for another moment or so before throwing her blankets off of herself, huffing in frustration. Again, she laid in bed for another moment, staring up at the ceiling, when she pushed herself up into a sitting position, and flung her leg over the side of her bed. She ran her fingers through her tangled hair and yawned, stretching her stiff muscles. ”Alright, let’s do this,” she said as she hopped up off the bed and began her “school morning” routine. Brushing her teeth. Fixing her hair (which today, was a messy bun). Applying the small amount of make-up she wore: eyeliner, mascara, and powder. Then she went and dug around in her closet. Ivy grabbed a pair of jeans and a band tee. Quickly pulling them on, she snatched a pair of socks from her drawer and say down on her bed. She then proceeded to put those, and her tennis shoes on.

Again, hopping up from bed, she grabbed her messenger bag and tossed it onto her shoulder. Ivy grabbed her phone from off of her night stand and hit the home button, effectively unlocking the device. 45 minutes. It took her 45 minutes to get ready. With a smile, Ivy nodded her head in approval, then tucked the phone into her back pocket. Heading out of her room, Ivy made her way down the stairs and was went into the kitchen. There was no one there. Which, it wasn't wasn't big surprise with her mom working at the hospital and her dad being a Fire fighter. There was however, a sticky note on the fridge. Ivy furrowed her brow and walked over to it, her eyes scanning the note.

Have a good first day baby girl. And don't kiss any boys you don't know

Ivy laughed and rolled her eyes. That was from dad. The funny thing about that, was that she knew most of the boys at school. She chuckled again and touched the note with her finger tips in an affectionate manner before parting from it and leaving out the door to head to school. It was only a short walk from her house.

As she entered the school, Ivy was greeted with many familiar faces. Of course she would, she grew up here. The majority of them though, looked at her as if she were some sort of outcast. Which, in a sense, she was. She was Hyperhuman. Ivy released a heavy sigh and ignored the faces of disgust and hatred. She made her way over to the tables to pick up her schedule and such. The first day was always tense. Always stressful. Especially being what she was. However, she managed to find a way to push all that aside. At that point, she heard Noah’s voice over the speakers, welcoming everyone to a new school year. Ivy looked up at one of the speakers and let a small smile part her lips. Noah. She missed him. Missed their talks. Missed their adventures in the high seas and in the dragons mountain. The memories made her laugh softly, but she quickly pulled herself together and looked over her schedule. With another sigh, she made her way to homeroom. Today was going to be a long day.

Ivy stood outside the doors that lead to the class that she was almost dreading. The day had indeed, gone by slow as shit, and here she was, about to walk into yet another class. The Hyperhuman class that was supposedly here to help people like her. People with… abilities. She averted her eyes down to the ground and ground her teeth together. The urge to turn away and head home was strong. How could someone help them? She quickly shook her head and pushed herself forward, moving into the room.

The man running the program, Mr. Leher, was ready there as well as another. A boy she recognized, but had no idea he was a hyper. She stared at him in mild surprise before looking away and finding herself a seat. It wasn't long after that, that the others started piling in. Ivy remained quiet and to herself, but she looked at each and every person that entered the room. She knew (and by knew, it was mostly acquaintances), just about everyone that was in the class.

It seemed like forever before the class actually started, and when it did, Ivy half listened to the introduction and welcome to the class. She wouldn't believe anyone could help her, until she saw it happen. So, she would stay, for now. Mr. Lerher’s question caught her off guard though. Ivy looked over at the man and narrowed her eyes a bit. The question got her to thinking. If she could have any ability, what would it be? The answer came to her relatively quickly, and she stood, gaining the attention of everyone.

”Uhm… if I could pick my own ability, it would be able to change into an animal.” Ivy looked down bashfully for a moment, then looked back up to Mr. Lerher. ”For the simple reason that I seem to get along better with animals than I do my own species.” Her first thought was of Shadow, the stray that had befriended her and been her best friend… since Noah. With that out of the way, she sat down and kept her gaze down, hating having attention on her. Especially when she wasn't normal. Sure, this class was full of Hypers, but it didn't matter. She still felt like the outcast, even among her own kind.

Location: Institute Hallways


Another drink from the can, the liquid inside nearly half gone. She was going to be pumped full of energy for the next 4 or so hours… and then she'd crash. Luckily, there weren't classes today, so if she needed to, she'd just nap. There seemed to be an extra little pep in her step as another upbeat song came on. One that, as some would say, “brought out her inner stripper”. It mattered not. She was in a good mood, had her drink, and was not going to let anyone or anything fuck it up. And then, something happened. Something that scared the shit out of her.

Someone came tumbling out of their room, falling out into the hall… without pants on. Someone she didn't remember seeing. Was he New? Or maybe their paths hadn't crossed yet? Sally's eyes widened and she choked on her drink, dropping it and rushing over to his side, pants or not. Ripping her buds out, she draped them around her neck and kneeled down beside him. It was then, that she noticed he was laying on what looked like a prosthetic leg. Her eyes glanced down to the leg that it belonged to, then back up to the man. ”Jesus are you alright?!” Here, let me help you.” She grabbed his arm and wrapped it around her neck. This wasn't going to be easy, but she couldn't just leave him there. It wasn't in her. ”Alright, I'm gonna help, but you're heavier so, ya gotta help me too,” She she said with a chuckle and a bright smile, hoping to alleviate the embarassing situation. ”Alright, on 3. One… two… three.” Sally groaned in effort, her face scrunching up as she pushed herself, and the man up to their feet. Sally stumbled a bit, but quickly caught herself. Thankfully. The fact that her half dressed body was pressed against his, hadn't even registered in her head. It was the furthest thing from what was going on. She just wanted to make sure he was alright, despite the circumstances.

It took a minute, but they finally got up and Sally started helping him into his room. ”Shit,” She cursed as she glanced back, seeing the prosthetic still in the hall. ”Are you gonna be alright for a second while I grab that,” She asked as she looked over at him, her eyebrow raised in question. She figured that he would be able to stand on his own, but thought it would be better to ask anyways, instead of just disappearing and him falling over.

Location: Courtyard > Institute


In through your nose, out through your mouth. In through your nose, out through your mouth Sally jogged around the track over and over, her music blaring in her ears and keeping her motivated. Her lungs burned. Her legs burned. God it felt good. Her skin was covered in a sheen of sweat, and loose strands of her hair stuck to her face. Behind her, her braid bounced back and forth. The sun had started coming up over the horizon. Today was going to be a good day. It just felt like it. She didn't know why, but it just felt like it. Suddenly stopping, Sally looked at the rising sun, her chest heaving. A cough pushed its way out from her chest, and she closed her eyes, turning her face skyward. Bringing it back down, she opened her eyes again and looked over towards the institute. Yep, she was done for this morning. Pulling her phone from the waistband of her shorts, Sally checked the time. 7:35. She had been out there for nearly an hour. Long enough.

With another cough, Sally started her trek back to the institute. As she walked, she thought about what she would do today. Perhaps go for a swim? Maybe go play around in the Danger Room? She didn't know, but she'd figure it out. There was lots to do here so…
She was so into her thoughts, that she had reached the building before she knew it, and walked inside, a little dance in her step now. Her feet carried her to her dorm, where she snatched up a few dollars from her wallet and tucked those too, into the waistband of her shorts. Turning, she left her room and dance-walked down the halls toward the cafeteria. Her mind flashed to Gunnar for a moment, remembering that she owed him a coffee date. Sally smiled and shook her head. Not right now. I'm not presentable enough for that.

With her mind all over the place, and her music playing, she seemed to be getting places rather quick. At least, that's how it felt, because she walked through the cafeteria doors moments later. With that dance still in her step, Sally made her way over to the fridge, her eyes scanning over the drinks available inside. There was someone in the way though, mopping up the area in front of the fridge. Curious. Without stopping, she continued her path, the person finishing just as she got there. Sally pulled one of her buds out, dropping it.

“Be careful there,” the man said to her, motioning to the freshly mopped area. Sally met the man's warm brown eyes. “Guy came in chugging drinks like he hadn't had one in weeks. Made a mess everywhere.” He shook his head as he walked off. Sally just smiled and looked back to the fridge. Her smile grew when she saw what she was looking for. Opening the door, she snatched an energy drink, then released the handle, letting the door shut on its own. She put the bud back in her ear, took the money from her waistband, and set it on the counter.

”Just keep the change,” she said with a smile as she turned and dance-walked her way back out of the cafeteria. Sally cracked open the can, and took a long, satisfying drink, signing after she pulled the can away from her lips. ”Because when I arrive, I-I'll bring the fire. Make you come alive. I can take you higher… Let it rock, let it rock, let it rock,” She sang as she walked through the halls, heading back to her dorm. Yeah, it was time to go relax at the pool. That thing she wanted to do yesterday, but didn't get to. With another long drink, Sally suddenly wondered where everyone was, and what they were doing. Guess she'd see them when she saw them.
Mmkay, updated Ivy's CS

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Oh no, you're fine. I totally understand. Don't worry :)
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