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i like to rp. that's really all there is to say.

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In Heroes are we → 10 yrs ago Forum: 1x1 Roleplay
it's great! i'll have a post up at... some point.
In Heroes are we → 10 yrs ago Forum: 1x1 Roleplay
no worries xi! ^.^ no pressure, your life always comes first.
In Mirror, Fox, Key → 10 yrs ago Forum: Casual Roleplay
ok, just rolling around. as i do.
In Why We Fall (Loosely based on The 100) → 10 yrs ago Forum: Casual Roleplay

“If you obey all the rules, you miss all the fun.”

– Katharine Hepburn

Rae is a short, skinny teenager who walks too tall and fears too little. With long, wavy, chestnut hair, deep brown eyes, and a smattering of freckles, it's easy to be pulled in by her charm. However, underneath all that lie hard lines of ropey muscle. She has no tattoos or piercings to speak of, but both her legs, starting from her upper thighs, are made up completely of wires and shiny metal paneling. Rae was born without her legs developed. Because she was born to a family of Inquisitors, Rae had the best biotech available to her. Her legs are sleek and lightweight, a dusty gold color in an attempt to match her skin. She leans more towards expensive, high-fashion clothing and overpriced makeup, though she is not above occasionally dressing for comfort.




Basic Information

N A M E
Victoria Rae Katona

N I C K N A M E
Rae – used by everyone. Don't call her Victoria. Ever.
Trooper – used by her parents in rare moments of affection

B I R T H D A T E
October 3rd

G E N D E R
Female

A G E
16

S E X U A L I T Y
Pansexual





Imprisonment

C R I M E
Convicted for theft, systems tampering, homosexuality, illegal biotech upgrades, and drug usage

Y E A R S S P E N T
<1

P R I S O N E L E C T I V E
Janitorial Duties

C E L L M A T E
None. Up until recently she lived with a quiet girl named Julianne. She turned 18 two weeks ago.





Education & Skills

O C C U P A T I O N
The Katona family is famous for producing generation after generation of high-ranking Inquisitors. Rae was next in line.

C L A S S E S
  • Computer Science
  • Anatomy
  • Advanced Robotics
  • History
  • Painting
  • Remedial English

S K I L L S
  • Mechanical/electrical engineering
  • Weapons training
  • Hand-to-hand combat
  • Observation
  • Basic first aid





Mannerisms

L I K E S
  • Back talking
  • Smack talking
  • Sweet talking
  • General flippancy
  • Fashion
  • Poppy music
  • Socializing

D I S L I K E S
  • Being bossed around
  • Condescension
  • Asking for help
  • Animals
  • People who can't take a hint
  • Country music
  • Her family

H A B I T S
  • Humming
  • Eye rolling
  • Doodling
  • Thinking out loud

H O B B I E S
  • Painting
  • Yoga
  • Being spiteful

F E A R S
  • Helplessness
  • Inadequacy
  • Bugs





Delving Deeper

P E R S O N A L I T Y
To call Rae 'willful' would be an understatement. Stubborn as an ox would be more accurate. Hard headed. Clever and charming to be sure, but the moment you think you can tell Rae Katona what to do is the moment you realize you'd have better luck trying to set fire to the ocean. More spiteful than rational, Rae will often do things completely ignoring any consequences.

Though her childhood was far from blissful, she's grown up with more opportunities and resources than anyone should have any right to – and she knows it. She carries herself with all the swagger and confidence (some might say arrogance) of someone who's only ever had it good. Underneath the teenaged attitude and saccharine charm though is a soldier in the making. Rae is sharper than she'd have you think, and surprisingly disciplined when she wants to be. Not that you'd ever realize, with how she seems to court trouble. In spite of (or more likely because of) the strict discipline instilled in her, she takes any opportunity she can to break the rules with reckless abandon, her disregard for authority clear in every move she makes.

Though impulsive, Rae's a perfectionist and can't help but hold herself to implausibly high standards. She expects too much from herself, but hides her insecurities well.

H I S T O R Y
Victoria Rae Katona was born the second child to Henry and Sabine Katona, a well known Inquisitor family. Their other child, Rae's older brother Jensen, was not an Inquisitor. No, instead of carrying on the proud family legacy, Jensen had gone off to be an entertainer of all things. It was quite the embarrassment. Henry and Sabine promptly cut him off and focused all their attention on their younger child – much to Rae's misfortune.

Her childhood was, in a word, regimented. In another word, stifling. In several words, a massive pain in Rae's ass. She had to always be at attention, practice with firearms, hand-to-hand combat, painting was a 'waste of time,' socializing was a distraction… Rae felt smothered. And bitter.

And so, like any teenager, she acted out. She started to steal things. She messed around with the systems. She made unauthorized modifications to her biotech. Never anything too severe, but enough for her to feel in control, even a little bit. Inevitably, she was caught stealing one day. The Inquisitor was an old friend of her father's, and willing to let the offense slide, much to her parents' relief. It just wouldn't do if they were disgraced by not one, but two unfortunate children. Having a thespian in the family was bad enough. A criminal would be the final nail in the coffin holding their family's pride.

Rae then proceeded to confess to a slew of crimes – only a few of which she was actually guilty of.

To her satisfaction – and her parents' collective horror – such a confession was too much for the Inquisitor to ignore, and Rae was promptly thrown in jail. Her parents were mortified. Then, when she finally let the reality of her situation sink in, so was Rae. She'd just confessed to a multitude of crimes. When her trial date arrived, there would be no way she'd be allowed to live. And so, Rae's own pride and bitterness had been her death sentence. At least, until J came along.

T H E M E S O N G
Drama Queen – Green Day
daddy's little bundle of joy
out of a magazine
everyone's drama queen
is old enough to bleed now





E X T R A I N F O
Rae was the first of the inmates to set foot on the new world.
In Why We Fall (Loosely based on The 100) → 10 yrs ago Forum: Casual Roleplay
finished my cs that i started on the first page. pretty sure parts of this are barely legible, but honestly i can't bring myself to care right now. may or may not make another character later. not sure yet.

In Heroes are we → 10 yrs ago Forum: 1x1 Roleplay
aaaaaaaaaaaahhhhhh ;w;

thaaaanks xi! that's so sweet. i'm really excited to be writing with you again too. it's so nice to work with a friend i'm already comfortable with.
In Lantern → 10 yrs ago Forum: Casual Roleplay
Artemis found no small amount of satisfaction when the two children finally revealed themselves. A cat and a mouse. Cute. Her satisfaction disappeared though when she was suddenly aware of some little rat trying for her pockets. Her hand snapped back and long fingers curled around the little girl's wrist. She turned her head to shoot the girl an unimpressed look before giving her arm a little push backwards, away from her pocket. Artemis turned her attention back to the boy.

Who the hell was Ty?

"'S mine if I say it is," she said in a bored voice. Her fingers hadn't let go of the iron rose yet. "And I've seen trees go after Kith as readily as they would a Pirate, so you can stop pretending like you have a leash on them." Pretending like she knew what she was talking about was one of Artemis' top five skills. She glanced back to the little girl. "But I'm not a Pirate, for whatever it's worth."

She looked between the two of them, coloring her voice with her Big Sister Authority she'd used on Idris countless times. "Now, are you two going to tell me why exactly you've taken to watching and whispering about me?"
In Heroes are we → 10 yrs ago Forum: 1x1 Roleplay
it's ok my starter post is pretty bad QwQ

don't worry about the colors thing, it's just something i do to keep track of who's talking.
In Heroes are we → 10 yrs ago Forum: 1x1 Roleplay
Wes/Likho

"Found you," Wes said to himself as he looked down at his target. He was sat high on a Bellhaven rooftop, amber eyes scanning the streets below. A lone girl walked down the sidewalk. She seemed unremarkable – short and slender, carrying a schoolbag and looked to be on her way home from a long day of classes, even though it was already dark out. Wes had been looking for this girl – Aya Lynne Germain – for weeks. After years of hunting, she was the first real lead he had to the enigmatic Healer. The monster who'd murdered his parents. Apparently this girl was connected to him somehow. Or at least, she was connected to Cosmos, one of the Healer's lap dogs. No one knew who Cosmos was, or what they were capable of, but there was no denying that the Healer kept them close. Getting to Cosmos would be the first real step Wes had to the maniac.

Wes tightened his grip on his bo staff. The General's rough voice rang through his ears, chastising him and reminding him to be careful. He could practically feel her hand swatting against the back of his head for his rashness. But anticipation thrummed through his veins like electricity. Straightening up, Wes backed up and took a running jump to land on another rooftop, following Aya. The street was deserted. And she was right there. He couldn't help himself as he drew himself up to his full height, a striking silhouette atop the rooftop against the moonlight. He built his voice up in his chest like courage and shouted down at her.

"Hey!"

Aya/Cosmos

It had been a long day. The Healer had forced her to relocate to Bellhaven, which meant transferring schools and moving into a new apartment and a whole heap of exhaustion on top of her already hectic and anxiety-ridden life. How had she even gotten wrapped up in that monster's madness? Not for the first time, Aya thought sadly of her father, and what he would say. What he would think.

She walked down the street alone, taking comfort in the quiet of the night. She'd stayed at the library until closing, attempting to catch up with a whole semester's worth of work in her new classes. A single word shattered her peace.

"Hey!"

Aya jumped and looked up, towards the voice. Standing on the rooftop closest to her was a hooded figure, tall and imposing, holding a long staff. A single amber eye looked down at her from behind a mask. Her blood froze as recognition dawned on her. She knew that figure. Likho, the Healer's most devoted enemy. The Healer didn't seem particularly threatened by him – he seemed more amused, than anything at Likho's dedication in hunting him down and stopping whatever plans he could. But just because a wolf didn't find a cat threatening didn't mean a mouse wouldn't. And in that moment, Aya felt very much like a mouse.

So, she turned and ran back down the street.

There was no doubt in Aya's mind why Likho was shouting down at her. He'd found out about her somehow, and her connection to the Healer. Maybe he even knew she was Cosmos. Either way, a confrontation with Likho could only end poorly for Aya, and she ran as fast as she could. She heard the sound of pounding footsteps above her, knowing he was chasing after her. He'd jumped from the rooftop and made his way to the street. He was gaining ground fast.

She knew she wasn't completely helpless. She could stop him in his tracks with just a touch, if she really needed to. But as far as Aya was concerned, that was the nuclear option. No one aside from the Healer knew about her, and what she could do. She wasn't about to risk exposure if she could help it, especially to someone like Likho.

Heart pounding in her chest, Aya suddenly turned and ducked into an unlocked building. A winding staircase led her up and up, the beat of Likho's footsteps syncing with her blood. Aya reached a door and yanked it open, finding herself on the roof. She barely managed to slam the door shut behind her when she turned back to find… not what she was expecting.

Before her stood four different people, all in odd states of dress. They seemed to be having some sort of argument when Aya had barged onto the scene.

Aya froze when she saw them, Likho momentarily forgotten. Her eyebrows drew together and she opened her mouth.

"Uh…"

But she was cutoff when the door swung open behind her. Aya was in mid-turn when Likho tackled her to the ground. She let out a cry of surprise as she went down, the rough gravel of the roof scratching against her cheek. In an instant, Likho had her pressed into the ground, both wrists trapped against her back in an iron grip and a knee against her back. Aya tried to struggle, but the pressure on her back just grew, Likho unmoving.

"Ok," he said. Aya's mind spun with her options. Talking would get her – and Likho, for that matter – killed. She was acutely aware of the bare skin of his fingers digging into her wrists. He was touching her. If she had to, she could use her power. But that meant exposure. "Now wh–"

He cut himself off, presumably as he finally realized they weren't alone on the rooftop. The grip on her wrists barely loosened in surprise, only to grow painfully tight again. Aya squeezed her eyes shut.

"Who the hell are you?" Likho asked, muffled voice flat and guarded.
In Why We Fall (Loosely based on The 100) → 10 yrs ago Forum: Casual Roleplay
I have just the character in mind.
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