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2 yrs ago
Current *tap tap* hey, is this thing on?
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3 yrs ago
this is probably a bad idea buuuuut screw it, i'm back!
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3 yrs ago
internet was out for a few days buuuut i’m back and desperate for writing!
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4 yrs ago
Wow, I'm back on the Guild! Ah, I've really missed it here~ Excited to jump back in!
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5 yrs ago
Gonna be out of town for the day for a last minute thing - Will respond to my partners tomorrow!
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Fun Fact: I am horrible with confrontation.

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(Yes, these 2 characters are both a pair. However, they can be requested seperately.)

Name: Victoria Hamell
Age: 29
Alias: 0nyx
Skills/Abilities:
  • Victoria is very intelligent with a genius-level IQ. She uses her intelligence for her own use as a ‘Hacker – for – Hire’. In doing this, she has extensive knowledge in all things computer and tech related.
  • She, while a complete recluse, is still talented in regards to her skills in technology. Outside of hacking, she is talented in creating things like bombs (Like smoke bombs and flash bombs).
  • She is very observant and perceptive, usually being able to break someone down and make good estimates as to who they are as a person. With that, comes the talent of picking out when someone is lying. When all you do for a living is hack into people’s private lives and spy on them for information and otherwise, you learn to pick up little… tells for people.
  • She is very knowledgeable in regards to random information and random facts. She spends a lot of time indoors and reading, and when she goes outside she’s listening to music and reading, so she picks up a lot of information about a lot of different topics. Ask her about something and, most likely, she’ll be able to give you a Wikipedia-esc type of response. (With a bit more accuracy, of course.)

Biography: Victoria was born in Swindon, Wiltshire, England to a mother and father. Unfortunately, there were complications during the birth of Victoria and her twin brother. So, her mother passed away soon after leaving the twins with their mourning father. The twins grew up the best way they could regarding the circumstances. Both going through the stage of dressing the same, acting the same, finishing each other’s sentences, and even speaking in unison. It freaked their father out a little bit at first but he got over it soon enough.

It wasn’t until middle school, and more specifically puberty, hit that they finally began to develop their own thing. As it turns out, Victoria’s brother Vincent thrived in social situations and had a charming personality to balance everything out. While, on the other hand, Victoria was discovered to have really bad social anxiety. It’s just that whenever she was with her brother, she was able to keep up and mask and insecurities and nervousness she felt as she fed of her brother’s confidence. But, alone? She could barely make it through a conversation without needing to quickly leave or have some sort of anxiety attack.

It was due to this that her father had no choice but to homeschool her. And it was truly a shame considering her amazing IQ and amazing brain in general. But, it needed to be done. So, the twins drifted apart as years went on and as highschool went by. Vincent thrived and grew up, become the popular guy. While not nearly as smart as his sister, he made up for it with his physical prowess. He was on the football team and was the jock. But wasn’t an asshole, luckily.

Victoria? She rarely left the estate, and when she did it was either to visit her father’s office (He was an accomplished doctor.), go to the woods, or go to a small somewhat underground café that was deemed ‘unpopular’ due to its quirky geeky-esc nature. Victoria thrived there. And she only got smarter and smarter as she read and studied and learned, sometimes going days without sleep as she stayed up learning about computers and tech.

Graduating highschool early at 16, she then began to get into hacking. Sure, she’d been curious and had been teaching herself on and off for a few years but it was nothing serious. It wasn’t until she first got paid for getting the login details to this guy’s ex-girlfriend’s email that she realized what she could do with her life.

She got bored really easily and had a hard time socializing with people in person. But, over the internet or through a screen? She was able to thrive and the echoes of her twin brother and his charm were evident. So, it was then that she came up with the name ‘0nyx’ and decided to just go with it. She spent the next 2 years working as an anonymous hacker who was willing to do whatever… for a price. She’d done everything from petty stuff like giving exes the ability to get revenge to helping out the police force in locating drug warehouses. And no one knew who she was, it was the perfect cover.

And when she was 18, she left England to travel to the states. More specifically, to Gotham. Why Gotham? Well, she’d been talking with this guy online. They’d met after she’d done a job for him involving a prank he wanted to pull on his ‘Evil Stepsister’. She was more than happy to give him all the information he needed and they just… clicked. He became her first real friend… and eventually something more. Then one day, out of the blue, he’d told her that he thought someone was following him. Then, a few days later, he was gone. And all she knew was that he lived in Gotham. So, as soon as she was able to leave, she said goodbye to her father and brother and went off to try and find out what happened to him.

Buying a small shitty apartment while planning to stay only a few days, she set out to look for him… in her own way. From hacking security cameras to running facial recognition software, she did whatever she could to try and find out where he went and to find out where he was in the city if he was even still there. Just in case.

A few days turned into a few weeks which turned into a few months which turned into 9 years. She’d even expanded her reach and asked a few contacts of hers in different areas and countries to keep an eye out for him but to no avail. He just vanished into thin air and the idea of him being dead was becoming something she could no longer ignore. Finally, at 27, she stopped the search. The loss hit her hard and only sent her further into seclusion. Now, she can no longer handle going outside for periods of time longer than 3 hours without immediately needing to return to her home. She also requires a constant distraction so as to not freak out.

So, she only further branched out her roots and spent the next 2 years continuing to build up her name and underground reputation as ‘0nyx’, remaining anonymous and burying herself within her work. (Verging on L from Death Note territories, man.) Interestingly enough, she still retains her accent due to her not experiencing anything outside of her own world, really. She also still keeps in contact with her father and brother (Who is now a famous athlete in football… of course.) and they visit her from time to time.
Bump!
@Lady SeluneThen she's good. And yes it does.
Also, a bit of an addition from our antagonist as I feel I should let you know for future reference, they have these radioactive crystals on their face. If they burst, you'll get hit with some radioactivity. It's not as bad with just one, you'll lose like 2 hours of being able to go outside for every 2 seconds you're in the cloud. But, when you're surrounded by them? It can be a bitch.

I'll give you all the benefit of a thought and assume that, for the rp, you all didn't hit anything and are fine. Just keep this in mind for the rest of your encounters, okay?


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@ProjectOdinI thought they would be childhood friends that grew into a relationship later on after meeting up again at the hero-prep course? I thought it would be an interesting idea to make it more interesting.
@t2waveChanging it, put it as the wrong blue.
@ProjectOdinCan my 2 characters be a couple, by any chance?
Felicity Stark

To: @duskshine749
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“Thanks, Sammy.”

Click!

Slipping her phone into her pocket, she slowly pulled herself up to her feet. She reached up in order to stretch her stiff bones and ended up letting out a small sigh of relief. Bending over, she grabbed her small backpack and put it on her back.

Grabbing her sunglasses, she marched over to the kitchen. On the fridge, there was a little mirror magnetized to the fridge door. She’d meant to make sure her lipstick wasn’t smudged and that she didn’t have dried up drool on her or something. But, catching sight of her eyes, she felt herself immediately tense.

The blackness swam inside of her eyes like ink, the whites of her eyes having this black inkiness pouring into it from her iris. It was… creepy. Something she hadn’t really focused on, instead considering it the physical reminder of what she is. Almost on cue, the whispering seemed to become audible, it being just quiet enough for her to not make it out.

Shaking her head, she tried to push away any feelings of unease. Slipping on the dark sunglasses, she looked into the mirror once more. She resumed her usual easy-going and uncaring smile, baring her teeth. Giving a nod to her reflection, she went to walk away when she caught sight of her jacket.

She hadn’t paid it much attention when she grabbed it, shoving it on without much notice. Her smile widened. Her brother had picked it out for her, saying it was nice to see a lighter color on her. He was still in the mindset that darkness was bad and lightness was good. He considered her an exception, regardless.

Warmness bubbling up inside her, she tried to return to the situation at hand. Leaving the kitchen, she waltzed form the kitchen towards her brother’s room. Knocking twice, she peeked her head in. She had to resist the urge to go ‘aww’ at seeing him curled up on his bed hugging a skeleton plushie. Sure, he may be tall and seem all dangerous-looking and grown up to outsiders but… he was her little bro, through and through.

Moving forward, she sat down on the bed. Taking a few seconds to watch them, she continuously repeats to herself that she was ‘Doing it for him. All for him’ to herself as she pokes him on his cheek repeatedly.

“C’mon bro, gotta wake up now. Gotta drop ya off at yer good ole’ buddy Sam’s house.” It was as she was saying this, she really noticed the accent. Too much time in New York, she reasoned with a shake of her head as her brother immediately sat up with excitement.

“I get to see Sam? Really? Wow!” Michael exclaimed, jumping up from bed to grab his shoes and his orange backpack, all the while Felicity watched him with a content expression and a happy grin.

“Ready!” Michael had exclaimed, expression bright as he stood in front of her, practically vibrating from excitement. Chuckling, Felicity stood up purposely slowly, purposely taking her time in stretching, enjoying the way her brother’s face flushed a pretty shade of red as he grew impatient.

“Come on, lazybones! We’ve gotta go!” Michael insisted, grabbing her hand and tugging her after him as he ran to the door, dragging Felicity along with him.

My bro is so cool, she thought to herself as they left the apartment.

Locking the door behind her, she held her brother’s hand as she walked him to Sam’s door. Stopping outside of it, she turned to her brother. “Now, what’re the rules?”

Michael’s face scrunched up in an adorable way as he tried to think.

“Don’t leave Sam.”

Nod.

“Listen to him no matter what.”

Nod.

“Be on my best behavior.”

Nod.

“Call you if something goes wrong.”

Nod.



Raised eyebrow.

“Oh yeah! And try to use my inside voice.”

Felicity gave a pleased nod, leaning up to press a kiss to his cheek and ruffle his dark hair while he whined. Adjusting her sunglasses, she reached out her hand and knocked.

Knock! Knock! Knock!
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