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    1. ChaoticFox 11 yrs ago

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5 yrs ago
Current "If you break before me, I swear that I will take away your pain and worry. I'll bring the light back to you." - Cevilain, Better Angels
9 yrs ago
He said "You can check out anytime you like, but you can never leave!"
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9 yrs ago
Down on your knees, you don't look so tall. Open your eyes and the empire falls!
9 yrs ago
Rebooting "It's a Lonely World" RP, posted in Casual.
10 yrs ago
If I lived everyday like it was my last, the body count would be staggering.
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@Ploxerdon Funny thing is, whike Maven is the figurehead of the Prophets, she doesn't actually do much related to them other than taking out unwanted people. She has no idea whats going on in the rest of the Prophets, its actually run by the doctor that accompanies her most of the time. Maven doesn't really strive to push her group forward, she's more of the personal vendetta and killing for pleasure kind of person.
@Ploxerdon I can see a sort of sad relationship between Sergei and Maven. And if you want the Prophets to be involved with your character's background, I'm up for that.
@Ploxerdon The Prophets could quite possibly have done that. It'd make for an interesting plot twist.
If we need more Maven is super easy to adapt into one! (I dibs it! ;) )
Also, @ChaoticFox, please place Maven in the Character Tab.


I have, she's with my other character Safira.
Maven's theme added to her CHAR page.
Oh god. Another student with teeth issues.

Maven and Donna should have a biting/nightmare fuel contest.


It's not her jaw, just a decoration on her mask. If she takes it off, she can't breath. As well, she gets nutrients via syringes as she can't digest food, and thus can't eat through her mouth anyways. However, Maven and Donna as friends would be an interesting sight.


The repetitive whooping of a sleek silver helicopter could be heard from the edges of the Academy as it neared. The chopper was unmarked and the windows were tinted, leaving its occupants a complete mystery to any onlookers. As it approached, the landing gears lowered and it set down gently on the stone walkway up to the school, three men in suits hopping out before it's main passenger made an appearance. A young girl stepped down from the helicopter, her eyes dark as night and her skin as pale as snow. It was her face however, that would attract the most attention. A mask, covering her nose and mouth, adorned with a rather large jaw bone. A rather odd looking coat hung from her shoulders, sleek and black, conforming to her slim body. She walked with a certain...caution to her, her movements were planned and meticulously executed, her knee high boots clicking gently on the stone.

An equally slim man flanked her as they approached the building, inserting a new Cyanothane cartridge into a slot embedded into her left wrist, to which she responded to with a quick gasp and a cough, before her breathing returned to normal. Then, he removed two syringes filled with clear solutions and proceeded to inject them into either side of her neck, to which she reacted to with nothing more than a slight wince. The man then took a large case from a guard and waved him off as they finally reached the building.

Inside, it was rather quiet. The muffled sound of many teenagers talking as if in a high school cafeteria was all that was heard. Maven stood motionless, the quiet and rhythmic hiss of her breather resonating through the halls. The man spoke up quietly to her, almost as if he was scared of her "I do hope someone is to come greet us my lady..."

Maven looked to him with her emotionless eyes before giving him a slight nod. She waited patiently for a good fifteen minutes, before finally taking the case from her partner, waving him off and walking into the school. The man remained placed at the door, as if glued to the ground. Maven wouldn't hesitate to kill him if he left her without a command to do so, even if she had waved him off. He knew that she would not dismiss him without giving him the nod. Maven was a rather cruel individual even by Prophet standards, though only as cruel as what was done to her. She walked alone down the hallways before entering Izumi's classroom, attracted by the voices of what seemed to be a teacher. She stood in the doorway silently, watching the occupants of the class.
@ChaoticFox

Unless her transfer is just happening now?


Precisely. You have no idea how long I was looking for an image that inspired me to write up a character like that.
@TheWindel For your consideration.

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