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So, I'm Dragonfry. Probs never gonna post my real name here, so please don't ask.

Scottish, Female, a bit grumpy, but I'd like to think I'm nice enough.

Current RPs: None atm, I just got here.

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Carrie Walsh


Carrie watched Min's display with a slight grin. It seemed like her power was some sort of energy control. Strong enough, seeing as she knew how to use it. Still, it wasn't just the woman she'd been watching, and she ran over the details of the scene in her mind. She'd have to face a large group, and being cops, they'd be armed. Couldn't be worse in the simulation than this freak show, though.

Speaking of the simulation, she looked back at it as Min finished up, and gave a slow clap - let the others decide if it was sincere - and took a step forward herself. She waited a few seconds to see if anyone else said something, then spoke up.

"So, anyone else wanting to go? Cause I'm itching to get a shot at this." She said with a confident smile, looking straight at Lloyd. "Sign me up, boss. Name's Carrie Walsh." Drug dealing murderer extraordinaire. Probably shouldn't mention that.

Oh, she forgot. Nickname. "As for my code name or whatever..." She paused. "How about Geppetto?" The puppet maker. Seemed a good fit for her particular skillset. She stood ready, a dangerous smile on her face. "Anything I need to know? If not then just tell me when it's ready to go."
I would post something, but there's nothing to say until something else happens :/
Carrie Walsh


Carrie was slightly disappointed when the man walked into the room. Relieved, sure, but she'd hoped there'd be at least one explosion before he'd turned up. She listened to his little speech while barely managing to hold back a grimace when he pointed out their situation outside. She didn't appreciate the reminder that they couldn't leave. She'd had enough imprisonment in the ORB facility, and while she wasn't against getting to cause some havoc, the fact that she had no choice about it left a bad taste in her mouth.

Also, she'd have to work with this lot. Maybe should have tried to make a better first impression, she thought, glancing over at Bubbles, who seemed as calm and reasonable as usual. Still, looking at the size of his target, she had a feeling his attacks wouldn't be as effective as he seemed to think. They'd probably just hurt his feelings more than anything. At least most of them seemed more stable than those two, or her for that matter.

Her attention was grabbed again, as the other woman, who'd been fairly quiet so far, volunteered to be the first one in the simulation. Good for her, Carrie supposed, but it didn't seem like the smartest decision. As a rule, she tried not to volunteer for strange procedures before she saw what they did. Unless there was a good amount of money involved; she may be superhuman, but not that superhuman, after all. Still, she decided to watch the proceedings for the entertainment value if nothing else. She also found a smile crossing her face at the thought of getting her turn, even if there weren't any real people to kill.
@Crimson RavenJust to say I'm dropping out of the RP. Just isn't really holding my interest at the moment.

Hope you guys enjoy it though, just didn't seem fair of me to stay if I wasn't gonna be into it. Have fun, and good luck!
Carrie Walsh


Carrie raised her eyebrows as 'Bubbles' spat words out at her, clearly not appreciating the nickname. To be honest, what he said was confusing at best. She wasn't sure if he wanted her dead or if he was hitting on her. Quite possibly both. On the plus side, he wasn't trying to kill the guard anymore.

Her thoughts were interrupted as the creepy guy seemed to start freaking out a bit, pouring out fog like a broken smoke machine. She felt nervous, uneasy. Whatever he was doing, she decided, she'd rather he didn't. Still, it meant that if she messed with Bubbles he'd probably blame the kid, which she had no problem with. What could go wrong, besides the very real possibility of being blown up? Not enough to stop her, that was for sure.

And so, backing away from the confrontation with a dismissive shake of her head, and an irritated muttering under her breath, she conjured up a mess of shadows, which swirled around his head and plunged him into darkness.

Anyone who could see her face would notice the wide, sadistic smile that crossed it, particularly when, a few seconds later, she changed her illusion, and the shadows floated upwards, transformed into a cloud of illusory bubbles.
Carrie Walsh

Carrie hadn't said much before they entered the room. She preferred to get some sort of read on people before interacting with them, stopped misunderstandings and the like. She vaguely recognized most of them. Fellow prisoners, probably. It made sense that she wasn't the only one broken out. She was glad to finally be somewhere she could use her power again. The idea filled her with psychotic glee, and she broke into a smile that seemed just a little too wide.

She watched as the red-haired guy started to confront the guard. A couple of the others in the room looked pretty concerned. One of them sighed with obvious irritation; Another, a young-looking guy who creeped her out a bit, looked just about ready to run out of the room. Carrie, on the other hand, found it hilarious. She could barely hold back a chuckle as he conjured some sort of flying sphere and started to move it towards the man. Still, she thought it best to interfere, finally letting herself laugh as she called out to him.

"Great plan, Bubbles!" she said, clapping slowly. "Pick a fight with the guys that broke us out of the ORB. Brilliant. Fantastic. Truly, your genius amazes me." she shook her head, her voice dripping with sarcasm. "I'm sure that, in your obvious wisdom, you know how we're gonna get out of this building once you kill everyone that knows what's going on, right?"

She wasn't particularly worried as she confronted the man, who she had christened Bubbles, both as something that worked in her head and because he would find it incredibly annoying. In fact, as she looked at him with a smug smile, confident in her words, it was all she could do not to giggle like a schoolgirl.
I'll start working on a post too. I'm doing pretty good, just been caught up trying to prepare for Christmas. Last minute panic shopping this weekend! :P
@LadyTale It'll be interesting to see, I think!

Seeing the characters here, I'm looking forward to this RP :)
Geppeto


Full name
Carrie Walsh


Age
29


Gender
Female


Physical appearance
Carrie is quite tall, standing at about 5'9", with a lean, muscular build and tanned skin. Her mouth seems permanently fixed into a smug smirk, as though she is in on a joke that no-one else is, an expression that contrasts unnervingly with her pale green eyes, which seem to show no expression whatsoever, completely cold. She has long blond hair, tied back into a ponytail for the sake of convenience. She has a tattoo on her right arm and shoulder, an intricate maze of celtic designs, which is the first thing most people notice about her. Her appearance, and the way she carries herself, tend to put people on guard before they know her, and often even more so after they do.


Personality
Carrie gives off the appearance of being an optimist, cheerfulness seeming only slightly dampened by her time in the ORB. This makes it fairly easy for her to befriend certain types of people, and makes her completely unbearable to others. She is supportive of others, kind, friendly, and appears on all accounts to be the type that would never hurt a fly, who would scream and run at even a hint of violence.

The optimism, however, hides another person entirely, one that is revealed once conflict emerges, or especially when she has the opportunity to take down anyone who is associated with the government. In these situations, she reveals herself as sadistic, brutal and incredibly creative in her infliction of violence. If one of her friends is hurt, she reacts to the prospect of getting a shot at them with almost childlike glee, laughing even as she sends them to their graves.


Biography/Background History
Carrie was born in a small town on the West Coast, and lived with her parents as an only child. She went to a small school, had a small group of friends, and lived a fairly idyllic life overall. At least, she did until she left to go to college in Washington D.C. Things were alright then, for a while, but she found herself overwhelmed by her studies, and dropped out after her first year. Desperate for meaning, she found herself slowly becoming involved in criminal activity.

She became more and more involved, gradually, and was caught up in a few violent incidents. These escalated time after time, until finally she became caught up in a drug deal and found herself out of her depth. As the deal was carried out, she became more and more on edge, noticing suspicious actions and movements by the other party, but didn't act on it or say anything, blaming it on nerves. She immediately regretted that decision when she walked out, everything seemingly having gone to plan, and found herself on the wrong end of a Taser barb and 6 years in prison.

In prison, she was constantly afraid, and rightly so. She was surrounded by people who were far, far more dangerous than her. Eventually, as was inevitable, she found herself in a confrontation, and as she was slammed into the wall by hands far stronger than hers, and a makeshift glass knife slashed across her arm, something snapped inside her, and she found herself wielding her power in a way that felt natural to her and leaving her attacker screaming on the ground even as she took the knife from their twitching hands and shoved it into their throat. She felt invincible as the guards approached her, and left several on the ground, dead or wishing they were. She continued her rampage, leaving guard after guard on the ground until she was caught by surprise by a bullet to her shoulder that sent her spiralling to the ground. She fell unconscious, and when she woke up, she was in the ORB.


Powers
Carrie's power is that of illusions. She can create illusions that fool others senses - from bringing their worst nightmares to life to an illusion of complete and utter agony, she can fool even their sense of touch, causing them to feel phantom injuries and pain where none exists. To cause an illusion of touch, she needs to make contact with the person, although once she has, she doesn't need to keep contact to maintain the illusion. Other senses she can manipulate from a distance.


Weaknesses
Her illusions become less convincing the more she creates at once, and with distance created between her and them. Additionally, she finds certain senses harder to simulate. She has to make physical contact with someone to begin an illusion of touch such as pain, but she can simulate sight from much further away. She also suffers from intense nightmares due to her powers, which turn the horrors she creates against her and have lead to her avoiding sleep whenever possible which affects her skills and judgement.


Miscellaneous Information
She is a talented pianist. She also loves cooking, but isn't very good at it.
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