Fabricant451

Original Story: The Blue Iris { Angel & Fabricant }

If there was one trait Sophie was envious of AVA having - and there were a fair few of them - it was how AVA could remain calm in the face of what had transpired. Of course, she couldn't know if it was calm, exactly, or if AVA was just seeing this as just another sort of lesson. Sophie never considered herself much of a teacher, though when it came to explaining concepts to AVA she liked to think she did alright - though she wasn't alone in doing so, her 'lab assistant' was indispensable. If AVA was calm but confused that was fine; confusion was high in the alley - and Sophie could be nervous and frightened enough for the both of them.

"I know you were, and I know you're innocent, AVA. I wish I had answers for you, but all I know is we probably shouldn't stay at the house tonight." It was then that Sophie looked over towards her creation and spotted the gun gleaming in AVA's grasp. Doctor Clarke's eyes went wide at the sight and if her body wasn't already going into overdrive from the adrenaline surge of excitement that came with the fleeing, she likely would have been having some kind of attack. "AVA, did you take that from one of the police officers?"

They definitely shouldn't be holding onto that. They would have to ditch it somewhere...but that might just put a trail on them. Sophie always liked to think she had the answers...but right now everything was on fire in her mind and nothing was making any sense at all. "Okay, well, that might be seen as illegal. But...don't worry...I know you didn't do anything wrong. I don't know what's going on...but I'm not going to let all of our work be in vain. We should get out of the rain.."

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Original Story: The Blue Iris { Angel & Fabricant }

I'll have the second character up after work, I just wanted to get the IC started before work.

Original Story: The Blue Iris { Angel & Fabricant }

Rain crashed down overhead, the droplets echoing above like bullets from on high. Rain was nothing new at this time of year, Chicago was damn near famous for it - six months of rain before a brief period of comfortable weather leading into winter. Normally, Sophie Clarke was quite fond of the rain when it wasn't overbearing; rain made for wonderful ambiance for those long days in the lab that turned into long nights. It wasn't out of the box to say that rain was as integral to AVA's creation as Sophie's own desire to prove stuffy grant givers and supposed scientists wrong. And yet for all the love Sophie had for the natural weather phenomenon, at the moment she was cursing how unprepared she was to get caught in a rainshower with no umbrella.

It was hard to prepare when the authorities were at the door saying they had to take AVA in for murder; no matter how loud Sophie shouted about innocence there was no convincing them. A body was found with internal damage that suggested someone - or something - with strength far beyond a human and that made an advanced lifeform such as AVA a prime suspect. AVA shouldn't have existed if society was to believe - it was why Sophie hadn't gone fully public yet, but her mistake was showing AVA off at a conference behind closed doors. She should have expected a blurry leaked photo. But she didn't expect the body AVA was being framed for being one of the people who initially laughed at Sophie for her ideas. Doctor Robert Martin, a wealthy inventor whose advancements in cybernetics paved the way for androids being created en masse.

When the police came it wasn't Sophie who realized that they weren't there to hear tales of innocence. No matter how Sophie pleaded, they were set in their ways, unflinchingly determined to bring AVA in. But it was Sophie who made the situation worse by shoving one of the 'cops' which resulted in the man tripping over and falling through a glass coffee table. What came next was running and the sound of sirens being louder than her breathing. One body turned to potentially more in the escape.

And now Sophie had taken AVA to an alley beneath the tracks of the L Train. She was out of breath and panicked. A dead scientist with AVA being framed, an injured and potentially lacerated uniformed officer, and nothing but questions that needed answers. Sophie was sitting on the cold, soggy ground as rain cascaded off the elevated train tracks, her head spinning and her heart rate increased drastically. And even still, there was one thing that was at the front of her mind as she turned towards the one she had fled with. "AVA...how are you...holding up?"

Original Story: The Blue Iris { Angel & Fabricant }

Full Name: Sophie Clarke
Alias: Dr. Clarke
Age: 29

Hair Color: Golden Blonde
Eye Color: Ocean Blue

Species: Human

Personality: Sophie likes to consider herself "too smart for academia" which is mostly an excuse for why the technology and particularly robotics field have all but laughed her out of the fold. It wasn't without reason, of course, as Sophie even from a younger age had a habit of asking questions and trying to answer them herself rather than take one at face value. It was this pursuit of finding an answer that led to Sophie throwing herself into the applied sciences of artificial intelligence and robotics, earning her degree but missing out on her doctorate since her thesis was on the possibility of created life as a potential next step in human evolution.

Sophie is not the most graceful when it comes to conversations, a byproduct of her spending a good portion of her formative years in and out of labs and junk piles for scraps, tinkering and soldering and seeing what wires did what. She's not completely helpless, she doesn't devolve into mumbling and stuttering when faced with crowds or the like, but at the worst of times she lacks a proper filter, often calling certain things "stupid" when they deserve to be referred to as such. And yet despite her fondness for artificial life, which she defends as still being life, Sophie does have a strong empathy towards humans and wishes that they could be greater than they are. Sophie sees how many humans see androids as 'easy alternatives' which she believes to be dong harm to both android and humankind.

Sophie tries to see the good in people, though she's not above petty grudges. She is still human, after all. When her ideas of an android that had the concept of choice, of potential free will, she was dismissed as crazy and it was because of them that she put so much of her heart, soul, sweat, blood, and tears into making sure AVA was a success. She had thought she would win the Nobel Prize. Sophie's empathy extends to AVA but she is constantly afraid that she's a poor teacher and influence. Sophie is quite well meaning though her humanity and the stubbornness associated with it so often rears its head.

Abilities: Sophie may be more intelligent than many people but she's still merely human. While an android might be able to process and think faster than she can, she doesn't count out her brain and the mechanical skills that come with it. Mathematics, engineering, mechanics, and computing have gotten her to where she is today, moreso than the mandatory self defense class she took in her first year of university. Sophie is the type who would sooner try and think or speak her way out of a situation rather than brute force it but brain power can only get her so far.

Relatives/Relationships: Creator and self appointed guardian of AVA

Portrayed By: Gabriella Wilde

Original Story: The Blue Iris { Angel & Fabricant }

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Karen Scaletti

35 ● Female ● Lesbian

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A humanitarian who loves everyone except herself.

brief history

The world seems to have it in for Karen Scaletti but for all the things its taken from her the one thing she has is her smile. A product of the foster care system, Karen never knew her birth parents and given that they didn't want her - so she assumes - she's never felt the desire to track them down; she just hopes they're happy, wherever they are while wondering from time to time if they ever think about her. Passed around from family to family due to various circumstances, most notably a foster family whose Pater familias had a harddrive full of illegal images and videos, Karen didn't truly find a home until she was thirteen. She found it in Willoughby, Ohio, a town noted only for its proximity to Cleveland and its annual BBQ Rib Festival.

Karen had trouble making friends in school at first, given her troubles for the first thirteen years of her life she was accustomed to disappointment, but Willoughby was a nice little town and she was nothing if not determined to make the best of a bad hand of poker. Her first year of school saw Karen not exactly making friends in the traditional sense but she certainly left an impression. It wasn't exactly normal for a Freshman to help with the prom planning and decoration or pep rally decoration or to join the Homecoming committee but Karen was there for all of them, happy to help hang banners or help set up and rearrange furniture or do supply runs; when Karen went to Homecoming she didn't have a date and she didn't dance with anyone other than herself but she was smiling the widest just from looking at the handiwork she put in to make sure the others were having a great time. By the time graduation rolled around, her senior superlative was 'Most Likely to Harbor a Fugitive' as well as 'Best Smile'. After high school she traveled to the east coast to attend broadcasting school.

Being something of a romantic and utterly fond of cheesy romance movies, Karen loves the notion that there's a soul mate out there for everyone even if until recently she was under the impression that it was nothing more than a fancy pipe dream. Karen had always been the type to fall hard and often in unrequited fashion. Overly fond of the 'lipstick lesbian' type, throughout university she pined for various girls and never made a move apart from one time at a party that involved her oversharing and then leaving the party like a mouse scurrying out of the sunlight. The relationships she has had have never lasted beyond the six month period and well into her mid-thirties she'd all but given up to live with her two cats, Raggedy Anne and Haggardly Randi who she loves dearly.

Karen resides in Boston and works as a morning dj on the easy listening station which makes her audience basically the middle aged working men and women of the greater Boston area. When she isn't easing people into the working day with soft jams and her gentle, positive radio voice, she's doing volunteer work around the city. If there's a community event, chances are Karen is involved - and she attends local government meetings as an interested and concerned citizen. She really hopes for the best with her String...but history hasn't been the kindest to Karen Scaletti and even if things don't work out...if there's one thing that's constant in the ever changing world it's the smiling face of Karen Scaletti.

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dialogue colour: #FFFF00
faceclaim: Kate Micucci
theme song: Once I was strong but I lost the fight. You won't find a better loser.(Bell Bottom Blues by Derek and the Dominoes)

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Emily Ogawa

23 ● Female ● Bisexual

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summary

Emily dreams of sushi.

brief history

Emily, birth name Emiri, was born in Yamaguchi but relocated to the United States due to her father, a top level employee at a car manufacturer, having to move for work. The move came at the age where Emiri was old enough to miss Japan and dread moving to a country around the world and away from her friends. Her mother kept saying how they would have to adjust and smile for the father's sake and Emiri was nothing if not a good daughter in that regard. It was something of a culture shock for the young girl and it wasn't even until secondary education that she started to come out of her shell a bit and embrace the change.

Part of that is attributed to Zoey, a friend she made in college who Emily felt a bond with - and not in the red String sort of way that seemed all the rage. Emily was two years older but their friendship was strong to the point where they presently room together. It was during her university days that Emily became more social and outgoing; she was still homesick, of course, but she stopped looking at the new country with a bit of disgust and apprehension. Never mind the fact that her String seemed to suggest that she was exactly where she was supposed to be; she's not exactly a believer in such notions.

The final year of college Emily got accepted into an apprenticeship at Oishi Sushi, a rather well known establishment owned and operated by a professionally trained and ornery sushi chef. Emily, who was a business major, initially found the place in college and used it to get a bit of a taste for home before falling in love with it to the point of changing the course of her career path. Business was not a passion. This was. The apprenticeship is difficult, to say the least, and she's almost a year into it which means she'll start having a more active role in the preparation of the various dishes on offer. Working at Oishi Sushi, noted for its exquisite offerings and authenticity and fresh ingredients, is doing wonders to make Emily not long for a return trip home. Of course, once she takes over Oishi Sushi she might not get a chance to go home again.

She might not fully be over home, but she's definitely where she wants, and needs, to be.

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dialogue colour: #FF0066
faceclaim: Kaori Housako
theme song: Your mother wouldn't approve of how my mother raised me
But I do, I think I do
And you're an all-American boy
I guess I couldn't help trying to be your best American girl (Your Best American Girl by Mitski)

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