ChaoticFox

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Apologies, @icmasticc, gonna have to drop this.

Wolves of Red Lake (Closed ignore this thread)

@Ace of flames01 Sounds good.

Ah yes, to anyone who has Skype and wants to just chat or somethin, my Skype is live:shoxio. All are welcome.

Wolves of Red Lake (Closed ignore this thread)

So, just gonna pitch this out there. I feel like most people would have at least met Charlotte at some point, given she's the doctor and all. I'm open to any relationship ideas but I feel like no one's old enough to have anything more intimate. She's a very quiet and reserved person but isn't shy and is quite approachable (for all the shy characters out there). Other than that, she lives on the outskirts of town in a small log home and it's pretty well known that she'll take patients in the dead of night if they come knocking at her door. I was also thinking (and I'm forming this as more of a question to @Nallore that Charlotte would've been a werewolf for quite a bit of time (~a year) and could serve as open arms and a home for anyone who needs it. Again, just ideas and I'll be adding all relevant info here to her CS as well.

Wolves of Red Lake (Closed ignore this thread)

Charlotte Edwards

Charlotte Maria Edwards

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Basic Information

| Date of Birth |
November 14th, 1990

| Gender |
Female

| Sexuality |
Straight

| Occupation |
Doctor at the Red Lake Hospital

| In-Depth Appearance |
Charlotte is a rather fit woman for her age, standing at around 5’6” and weighing in at around 140lbs. She has muscular arms but careful, dexterous hands from operating at the hospital. Her face is welcoming to most and her eyes are a warm and friendly brown. Her voice is soft and quiet in normal conditions, but can sound venomous and cold if she wants it to. Physically, she has a very fit body from constant training at home, with a few visible scars on her stomach and shoulders.

| Scent |
Charlotte would smell of burning wood and smoke, giving a feeling of warmth.

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Who Am I?

| Personality |
♦ Kind ♦ Over-worked ♦ Protective, Mother-like ♦ Stubborn ♦

Charlotte is what one could describe as a mother figure. While this may have come from her career at the hospital and how she watches over her patients like a hawk, it also comes from her social attitude towards others. Any time she sees someone being taken advantage of, whether it be in the bar or out on the streets, she is quick to intervene. Over her few years in Red Lake, she’s also taken in a few foster children and raised them like her own.

However, not everything is sunshine and lollipops in her world. Long shifts at the hospital have worn on her patience and she can sometimes be extremely harsh; brutally honest almost to a fault. Charlotte is also rather hard to convince once she’s made her mind up about something and will not hesitate to back up her opinions with force if necessary.

| Likes & Dislikes |

✔ - Coffee
✔ - Playing her acoustic guitar
✔ - The few moments of quiet she can steal at the hospital
✔ - Steak, medium rare
✔ - Fire, be it in her woodstove or an outside campfire
✔ - Rainy and overcast days
✔ - Thunderstorms

✘ - Loud places
✘ - Bullies, arrogance and arrogant bullies
✘ - Sleeping in
✘ - Consumerism
✘ - Hurting others

Hobbies
Playing guitar
Horseback riding
Photography
Reading outdoors

| History |
Born as a city girl, Charlotte grew up in downtown New York city after moving from Ireland She was raised in a wealthy family who lived up in a modern highrise. She led a fairly normal childhood, excelling in her schooling and finishing public school with stellar grades. Moving into high school, she continued with her stellar grades, often found in the library studying up on her courses, all at the most advanced level of course. She didn’t have much of a social life because of this and was often taunted for being a show off and a nerd. She graduated with next to perfect grades and left the town and her past behind.

Moving down to Massachusetts, she bought herself a small condo and interviewed for a few part time jobs to help pay for school and necessities, eventually getting in at a local coffee shop. She started her schooling at MIT the following year, studying for her doctorate, along with Neuroscience on the side.

Though she ended up being quite successful in her education, the high work loads and intensity of the classes took a toll on her and she often had complete mental breakdowns while studying. To add to her stress, she had a few falling outs with close friends and a boyfriend who had left her midterm for some pretty little blonde tramp.

Five years later, she had graduated from MIT with her medical P.H.D and a degree in Pathology. She was accepted into the internship program at the Northwestern Memorial hospital in Chicago and soon after moved there to pursue her career. She worked under one of the neurosurgeons at the hospital and was quickly humbled by his skill in the field. She was no longer at the top of her class, but now, just like the rest of the interns, sitting in the low class of doctors, taking the boring cases that none of the bigshots wanted.

Finally, after years of working her way up, she had finally become a fully fledged neurosurgeon. She finally settled down her life, going through the motions everyday with the occasional patient that basically took over her life for a good month.

A year later she moved out to Red Lake in hopes of living a calmer, quieter life. She was offered a job at the Red Lake hospital and has lived there ever since.

| Family |
Charlotte grew up as an only child and doesn’t speak much of her parents. Most people think they’ve passed on, but no one really knows the truth. She hasn’t had a boyfriend since she moved to Red Lake and has never been seen with relatives. Rumor has it that she has a cousin, but no one has confirmed it.

| Strengths |
Focused
Extremely fit
Works well on her own

| Weaknesses |
Weary of others
Selfless to a fault, can’t recognise when to put herself before others
Refuses help from others

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The Other

| Theme Song |
Gimme Shelter – Rolling Stones
”Ooh, see the fire is sweepin'
Our very street today
Burns like a red coal carpet
Mad bull lost it's way”

| Extra Information |

I have “red” the rules. Heh, get it?

…..I’ll shut up now.

Relations Sheet

Charlotte Maria Edwards

{"When a woman goes through six years of training to become a doctor, she will never be the same. She knows too much"}
⚜ Respects ~*~ ☯ Neutral ~*~ ☮ Friends ~*~ ♫ Best Friends ~*~ § Tense ~*~ ♥ Crush ~*~ ⚤ Significant Other ~*~ ☠ Enemies

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☮ Riley Walker ☮

"Man can that girl make a pot of coffee..."

Charlotte is a regular customer at the Bed and Breakfast, usually showing up in the wee hours of the morning for a cup of coffee after a long shift at the hospital. After a few visits the two hit it off and got to know each other fairly well. Charlotte considers her a good friend and keeps an eye out for her when she can. She also is familiar with Riley as Charlotte works with her mother at the clinic.

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♥☯ Cash Callaway ☯♥

"Mister Callaway, I’m Doctor Edwards. I’ll be overseeing your physical therapy for the next little while."

Charlotte sees Cash quite frequently at the clinic for physical therapy on his leg. They often talk for a few minutes before and after the sessions, along with small talk during the sessions. However, for the past little while Charlotte’s been stealing glances of him and his super fit body when she can. Only time will tell what happens between them.

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☯ Vanessa Von Strong ☯

"She’s nice, don’t know her much. That and I much prefer Riley’s coffee."

Charlotte has seen Vanessa around every once in awhile, but tends to keep her distance. She can’t seem to read her very well, but one thing is for sure. The two are the veteran wolves of the area, and she’s damn sure not gonna let Vanessa take dominance.

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☮ Sophie Fairchild ☮

"Take a deep breath in... Sorry, the stethoscope is a bit cold.."

Another frequent visitor to the clinic and one of Charlotte’s main patients, Sophie has grown on her in the time they’ve been seeing each other. Totally adorable.

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☮☯ Alyssa Paige ☯☮

"She’s nice, but that girl needs to stop hurting herself."

Charlotte has seen Alyssa countless times at the clinic, most of them either treating a sports injury that she let go for too long or when Alyssa had gotten into a fight and took some pretty hard hits. It's not that Charlotte doesn't want to help the girl, but the countless lectures of coming in before the injury gets worse are starting to get old to repeat.

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☮☯ Cassandra Kate Spencer ☯☮

"She’s nice, don’t know her much."

Details

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☮☯ Vincent Lowell ☯☮

"He’s nice, don’t know him much."

Details

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☮☯ Luci Kim ☯☮

"She’s nice, don’t know her much."

Details

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☮☯ Charlie Elwood ☯☮

"He’s nice, don’t know him much."

Details

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☮☯ Aron Brooks ☯☮

"He’s nice, don’t know him much."

Details

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☮☯ Gage Brooks ☯☮

"He’s nice, don’t know him much."

Details

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☮ Kimberly Thatcher ☮

"Super helpful at the Clinic, couldn't ask for a better co-worker."

Charlotte admires how hard Kim works as well as her tendency to talk to the patients. Often, it calms them down enough for her to effectively treat the patients or perform their next check up. Either way, she would be pretty screwed if Kim ever left.

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☮☯ Tala Jiménez ☯☮

"She’s nice, don’t know her much."

Details

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☮☯ Levi Kim ☯☮

"He’s nice, don’t know him much."

Details

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☮☯ Billy Swanson ☯☮

"He’s nice, don’t know him much."

Details

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♥☯ Theodore Welles ☯♥

"He’s nice, don’t know him much. Super cute though!"

Charlotte has admired Teddy from a distance ever since he arrived, but has never built up the confidence to talk to him.

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☮☯ Zachary Appleton ☯☮

"He’s nice, don’t know him much."

Details

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☮⚜ Miranda Burke ⚜☮

"Yep, she's modified to push 306 horsepower, with eight cylinders of fuel injected goodness under the hood."

Charlotte knows Miranda from the times she's visited her garage for a tune up or the odd repair on her car. The two had a passion for classic cars and could talk for hours about each of their own. Ever since her first visit, Charlotte has never gone anywhere else for vehicle repairs as she knows Miranda can be trusted.

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☮☯ Wesley Ward ☯☮

"She’s nice, don’t know her much."

Details

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§☯ Rudy Huntington ☯§

"He’s alright, I guess. Always seems upset with the world."

Charlotte found Rudy a bit harsh the few times she's met him or overheard a conversation of his. While she likes the fact that he's honest, she finds the way he could phrase it could be....improved upon.

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Alexandria Robins

Alexandria Lucia Robins

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Basic Information

| Date of Birth |
March 21st, 1998

| Gender |
Female

| Sexuality |
Bisexual, in the closet.

| Occupation |
Helps run her family’s farm just outside of town, frequently brings in produce to the market to sell, on a horse drawn wagon.

| In-Depth Appearance |
Alex is built like a rock, with toned muscles evident across her body from long days of working on the farm. She weighs in at 145lbs and stands at 5’7” with a sturdy posture and strong physique. Her long dark hair touches the middle of her shoulder blades when down, but it is usually seen in a ponytail for the sake of practicality. Her brown eyes show determination and a certain fire, perhaps a desire to do something more than farming. She has a tattoo across her shoulders of ravens flying.

| Scent |
Alex would smell of hay predominantly.

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Who Am I?

| Personality |
♦ Determined ♦ Distant ♦ Loyal ♦ Self Deprecating ♦

Having lived on the farm all her life has made Alex extremely rugged and humble, and she has also been raised to be kind to others. Because of this, she has always had an open mind about meeting others. She rarely judges people before she meets them herself and only makes said judgement when she has all the information she needs. She is loyal to her friends until given a reason not to be and will never fail to back up one of her own.

However, the farm life also gave her little social experience and because of this, she can seem distant in gatherings and parties. She is fairly shy and won’t talk to many people out of her own will. She is also hard on herself and will mentally insult and put down herself when she messes up. This has led to her not wanting to compete against others and has held her back from challenging herself.

| Likes & Dislikes |

✔ - Herbal tea
✔ - Target shooting with her recurve bow
✔ - Most meat, totally not a vegan
✔ - The smell of freshly fallen rain
✔ - Partying
✔ - Producing her own music

✘ - Working on the farm, though she tolerates it
✘ - That god damn rooster!
✘ - Not knowing anybody in a social setting
✘ - Most alcohol
✘ - Hurting others

Hobbies
Archery, some hunting.
Music production, specifically electronic stuff.
Playing piano, drums, trumpet and tenor saxophone.
Growing her own tea

| History |
Born up north in the prairies of Canada, Alex is nowhere near what you’d expect from a country girl. While she was raised on a farm since birth, that’s where the similarities end. From age five, she took a huge interest in music and by age seven, was pretty decent at playing on a drumset. It was around this time where a massive drought swept the prairies and wiped out any hopes of reusing their farm land. They were lucky to sell it for the price they did, and after it was sold, they got the paperwork in order and moved down to the States.

From there, they lived off of the farm for a while and her parents got average jobs. Alex went back to school and as expected, aced her music classes with perfect marks. She picked up trumpet when she turned thirteen and tenor saxophone the following year, playing in her school jazz band as the lead trumpet. Her parents had been watching her progress carefully and eventually decided to enroll her in music lessons for piano, something Alex had wanted to play ever since she had learned percussion.

By high school Alex had joined a small time band as the percussionist and was having the time of her life. They played gigs at small restaurants and local parks and actually got a fair amount of media attention from it, right up until graduation. She was heartbroken to have to leave the band, but her parents had saved up the money and found a small farm out in a small town called Red Lake. By July they had made the payment and began the long drive in the moving van to get there. It was on this trip that Alex had decided to record her own music with the instruments she had.

| Family |
Alex was supposed to have a younger brother, but complications during the pregnancy lead to a miscarriage and thus she is an only child. Alex’s parents still live on the farm with her.

Alex’s Father: Alan Robins, 50 years old
Alex’s Mother: Sarah Mary Robins, 47 years old

| Strengths |
Good at convincing people
Strong, good endurance
Pitch perfect, can tune most instruments by ear

| Weaknesses |
Easily provoked
Perfectionist in music
Blind in one eye

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The Other

| Theme Song |
Landsdowne - Watch Me Burn
She’s a devil without the horns (yeah she adds ‘em)
She’s a rebel yelling for more (when she rides ‘em)

| Extra Information |
None really.

Rules. I read em. What of it?

Wolves of Red Lake (Closed ignore this thread)

@McHaggis Thank you, I'll change it as soon as I can. On my phone at the moment.

Wolves of Red Lake (Closed ignore this thread)

Charlotte

Charlotte Maria Edwards

---

Basic Information

| Date of Birth |
November 14th, 1990

| Gender |
Female

| Sexuality |
Straight

| Occupation |
Doctor at the Red Lake Hospital

| In-Depth Appearance |
Charlotte is a rather fit woman for her age, standing at around 5’6” and weighing in at around 140lbs. She has muscular arms but careful, dexterous hands from operating at the hospital. Her face is welcoming to most and her eyes are a warm and friendly brown. Her voice is soft and quiet in normal conditions, but can sound venomous and cold if she wants it to. Physically, she has a very fit body from constant training at home, with a few visible scars on her stomach and shoulders.

| Scent |
Charlotte would smell of burning wood and smoke, giving a feeling of warmth.

---

Who Am I?

| Personality |
♦ Kind ♦ Over-worked ♦ Protective, Mother-like ♦ Stubborn ♦

Charlotte is what one could describe as a mother figure. While this may have come from her career at the hospital and how she watches over her patients like a hawk, it also comes from her social attitude towards others. Any time she sees someone being taken advantage of, whether it be in the bar or out on the streets, she is quick to intervene. Over her few years in Red Lake, she’s also taken in a few foster children and raised them like her own.

However, not everything is sunshine and lollipops in her world. Long shifts at the hospital have worn on her patience and she can sometimes be extremely harsh; brutally honest almost to a fault. Charlotte is also rather hard to convince once she’s made her mind up about something and will not hesitate to back up her opinions with force if necessary.

| Likes & Dislikes |

✔ - Coffee
✔ - Playing her acoustic guitar
✔ - The few moments of quiet she can steal at the hospital
✔ - Steak, medium rare
✔ - Fire, be it in her woodstove or an outside campfire
✔ - Rainy and overcast days
✔ - Thunderstorms

✘ - Loud places
✘ - Bullies, arrogance and arrogant bullies
✘ - Sleeping in
✘ - Consumerism
✘ - Hurting others

Hobbies
Playing guitar
Horseback riding
Photography
Reading outdoors

| History |
Born as a city girl, Charlotte grew up in downtown New York city after moving from Ireland She was raised in a wealthy family who lived up in a modern highrise. She led a fairly normal childhood, excelling in her schooling and finishing public school with stellar grades. Moving into high school, she continued with her stellar grades, often found in the library studying up on her courses, all at the most advanced level of course. She didn’t have much of a social life because of this and was often taunted for being a show off and a nerd. She graduated with next to perfect grades and left the town and her past behind.

Moving down to Massachusetts, she bought herself a small condo and interviewed for a few part time jobs to help pay for school and necessities, eventually getting in at a local coffee shop. She started her schooling at MIT the following year, studying for her doctorate, along with Neuroscience on the side.

Though she ended up being quite successful in her education, the high work loads and intensity of the classes took a toll on her and she often had complete mental breakdowns while studying. To add to her stress, she had a few falling outs with close friends and a boyfriend who had left her midterm for some pretty little blonde tramp.

Five years later, she had graduated from MIT with her medical P.H.D and a degree in Pathology. She was accepted into the internship program at the Northwestern Memorial hospital in Chicago and soon after moved there to pursue her career. She worked under one of the neurosurgeons at the hospital and was quickly humbled by his skill in the field. She was no longer at the top of her class, but now, just like the rest of the interns, sitting in the low class of doctors, taking the boring cases that none of the bigshots wanted.

Finally, after years of working her way up, she had finally become a fully fledged neurosurgeon. She finally settled down her life, going through the motions everyday with the occasional patient that basically took over her life for a good month.

A year later she moved out to Red Lake in hopes of living a calmer, quieter life. She was offered a job at the Red Lake hospital and has lived there ever since.

| Family |
Charlotte grew up as an only child and doesn’t speak much of her parents. Most people think they’ve passed on, but no one really knows the truth. She hasn’t had a boyfriend since she moved to Red Lake and has never been seen with relatives. Rumor has it that she has a cousin, but no one has confirmed it.

| Strengths |
Focused
Extremely fit
Works well on her own

| Weaknesses |
Weary of others
Selfless to a fault, can’t recognise when to put herself before others
Refuses help from others

---

The Other

| Theme Song |
Gimme Shelter – Rolling Stones
”Ooh, see the fire is sweepin'
Our very street today
Burns like a red coal carpet
Mad bull lost it's way”

| Extra Information |

I have “red” the rules. Heh, get it?

…..I’ll shut up now.

Wolves of Red Lake (Closed ignore this thread)

@Nallore Writing my CS as we speak, should have it up tonight. ^.^

Wolves of Red Lake (Closed ignore this thread)

Interested, may have a friend joining too

Task Force Echo (A Special Forces RP)

@kingkonrad Finally got a post together. Not the best but it fills it's purpose.

Task Force Echo (A Special Forces RP)

Freedom. The one word that echoed in Dominique’s mind as she fell through the air with nothing but a parachute between her and hitting the ground at terminal velocity. She looked around, her fellow squadmates having the times of their lives around her, then she looked to the ground. The whole of the military base was now visible to her. Ant sized trucks and armored vehicles swarmed below, while even smaller and barely recognizable soldiers dotted the ground. She looked to her altimeter. 1000 metres and dropping fast.

900 metres. The sickening snap of the parachute chord conjured up by her mind was all she could hear, replaying the event over and over in her mind. The yells of her past squadmates rattled her brain and made the situation feel that much more real.

800 metres. The cracking of branches as she impacted the ground. Dogs barking, men shouting in arabic. Guns going off all around her.

700 metres. More yelling, more barking. The sound of fist meeting flesh. Then darkness. The caves. The months of darkness, torture and pain. The beatings, the burning of her flesh, the nauseating sight of her own blood. So much blood.

600 metres. Shoved back into consciousness by a nagging, high pitched beep in her ear. She reached for the ripcord and pulled it as hard as she could, sending the pilot chute flying off behind her. Then silence, the few precious seconds to brace before the shock of the sudden deployment of the main chute. Dominique jerked backwards as the canopy deployed and exhaled sharply. She looked down now suspended in mid air by a layer of canvas. The airfield was spread out in front of her, and off to her left, the area that was sanctioned of for Echo.

And then it came together. She was way off course.

Dominique pulled hard on the steering line and veered back to an approximation of her intended course, though she was way lower and going way too fast. Not again.

She came in fast and hard, hitting the dirt hard before rolling with her entire body, a dust trail spreading behind her. When she finally came to a stop, she turned onto her back and looked up, removing her mask and sunglasses “...God damnit..”

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Ten minutes later she appeared from the barracks, having taken off the majority of her combat gear. Now, Dominique donned a olive drab Parajumper shirt and her usual multicam BDU pants, with her appropriately branded Oakley sunglasses atop her head. She walked up to the group as Merlin walked off and grabbed a burger and a beer without saying a word.

It was going to be a long day.