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Pokémon: Hoenn - Make a Wish

haha no worries i am not actually dying. just. wallowing in depression. school is winding down and i have so much due. so of course i just burrow deeper into myself instead of actually doing shit about my problems. have not self-harmed again tho! came real damn close but still holding strong.

Pokémon: Hoenn - Make a Wish

sorry i still exist, i'm just currently dying

Supermax: A Post-Hero Roleplay

Sorry, I'm still here. Life's just been drowning me. I come back periodically trying to finish my cs, but I'm sorry it's taking so long. It's almost done. I just need to finish up the last part of her history and her confiscated items.

Lantern

arty's approach to runes thus far has been 'screw the rules and physics i do what i want. this rune's less powerful if i use it? now it's more powerful. my throwing aim sucks? no, now it's gonna hit the target no matter what you don't tell me what to do. and you know what? a persimmon now works as a blade just for kicks. get dunked on.'

Supermax: A Post-Hero Roleplay

WIP

Camille Tamboli

Name:

Camille Purnima Tamboli

Alias:

Specter

Charge:

Theft, blackmail, extortion, escaping previous prisons

Age:

23

Sex:

Female

Description:

Camille has always been a slight, delicate thing. At 5'1" her thin frame is perfect for flitting between crowds and avoiding attention, even without her power. Camille is nimble with quick fingers and a quicker mind. She's always calculating her odds, weighing her choices, and knows the value of patience. She's slow to let her opinions be known, preferring instead to hide behind a charming facade and her sharp brown eyes.

Skills:

Sleight of hand, piano, singing, hacking, charm, fluent in English, Hindi, Rajasthani, Spanish, and Mandarin

Extranormal Abilities:

Unnoticeablility – Camille has the ability to make herself completely unnoticeable to the people around her. She can be standing right in front of someone and they won't register her presence. If someone touches her in this state, however, they instantly become aware of her.

Suggested Containment Procedures:

No method has yet been discovered for knowing when Camille is using her power. To keep her out of prohibited areas it is recommended she wear a tracking anklet capable of administering an electric shock and that corresponding devices be placed at doorways and other openings. Should the devices detect Camille's anklet passing a prohibited threshold, the anklet will deliver an electric shock. It is also recommended that authorized personnel have the ability to remotely administer the shock in case she is supposed to be in a designated area but administration is not able to locate her. In such a situation it is likely Camille is using her power to go unnoticed, and a shock should make it too difficult for her to maintain her power.

Confiscated Material:

Transferred From:

San Francisco, California

General History:

Despite her youth, Camille has already made quite the name for herself in the international crime community. She was twelve years old when she discovered her powers – how she could pass through the world unnoticed, like a ghost amongst the living.

Camille's parents had died two years prior. A car crash had claimed their lives, and as they were both immigrants from India, they had no relatives in the US to take care of their six children. Camille and her siblings were scattered through the foster care system. She doesn't know what happened to her brothers and sister.

Camille eventually ended up in the care of a man who took in kids for tax breaks but did little to actually care for them. He ignored them mostly, only acknowledging them to shout at them to shut up or send them on errands for him. All in all, Camille supposed he could've been worse. But it was her foster siblings who made her life hell. She was small, too smart, and they needed to feel like they had at least some control in their lives. So they banded together against her.

She ran. And… to her surprise, no one found her. No one could even see her. Not her foster siblings when they walked past her, not police officers patrolling the streets… not store owners when she took something from their shelves. Camille gradually moved from stealing for survival to stealing for profit. And soon enough she started offering her services to others.

Supermax: A Post-Hero Roleplay

i have a character from an old rp that i think could work here, i'm just trying to figure out how her power would be controlled by the prison… i'm thinking either a drug injection she regularly gets to nullify her power or some kind of device she wears that prevents her from using it…

Supermax: A Post-Hero Roleplay

hmmmm… potentially interested

To be or not to be (Heroes)

Lexa blinked at him, stunned for a moment. He was…? She came back to herself and gave a disbelieving huff.

"You'd stop just like that, huh?" Her voice was less pained than it'd been, and had turned almost indulgent. "Well why didn't you say so earlier. Would've saved us both a world of trouble." The sarcasm wasn't as sharp as she'd intended, but she was too tired to put any real bite into her words. Besides… she wasn't sure she even had it in her anymore.

Lexa finally pushed herself up from where she was curled in the corner, aching muscles stiff and screaming at her. She winced as she stood, hearing her joints pop. She brought her arms above her head and stretched them up, her eyes squeezing shut.

"We need to get you out of here," she said when she finally opened her eyes to look at him again. "It'll be light soon. Someone's probably gonna come into the dance studio and I don't need to deal with them finding a half-dead criminal bleeding out on the floor. I can get us out but only if you think you can handle the trip." Lexa was running on autopilot, too tired to analyze what she was saying – what she was doing with him.

"We're probably gonna need somewhere to lay low. We probably pissed that asshole off. Well. I guess I did this time. But he'll be looking for us."

Us. We. How had they become a package deal? Lexa looked him over again, still not moving towards him. She bent down and picked up her sword from the ground.

"Anywhere in mind?"

Pokémon: Hoenn - Make a Wish

I'm dead. My mom is big on Black Friday shopping. We left at 4pm Thursday and got home at like 11am on Friday. I'm still recovering. School and work. Puppy. No rest. Hopefully a post will be up by tomorrow. If I survive.

Pokémon: Hoenn - Make a Wish

@Phoenix so who precisely is in the foyer when the crash happens? Diego, Haven, and the stranger? Any Pokémon? Also did you have anything in mind for what the crash was or is that being left up to @Prints Avoid and me?