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7 yrs ago
Current Yes, I'm an oversize child. Deal with it. :P
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8 yrs ago
That moment you've got too many rp ideas floating in your head, but you don't want to overwhelm yourself? Yeah... I'm right there, suffering in silence.
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8 yrs ago
RP hunting is like finding the rare toy in the cereal box. Doable, but the time and effort is nearly more than I can bare!
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9 yrs ago
That amazing high when you realized how far you've come in improving your writing. It's impossible to describe, but drowns you in a positive glow.
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9 yrs ago
I love being a terrible person by making my PCs' lives miserable, it's art form that never gets old or boring.
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Username.....Fallenreaper
Nicknames....Fallen (preferred), Reaper, Devour of lost souls, etc.
Gender..........Female
Sign...............Libra (true to sign surprisingly)
Occupation....Wandering and exploring the caves of my insane mind
Location.........USA (Lost in the Cornfields!)

Status............Stable.



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Advance RP

Create-A-Hero
Accepting: GM/Co-GM Nitemare Shape, Hound55, & Dedonus


Formaroth Part 2: Throne of Lies
Still Accepting: GM TheDuncanMorgan


Casual RP

X-Men: The New Era - Issue II: Avalon Rising
Accepting: GM Almalthia, Co GM Pilatus


Legacy of Heroes: The New Age
Accepting: GM Jessie Targaryen, Co GMs Alfhedil and Apollosarcher


Nation RP

None

Arena RP

None yet.


Extra Stuff Featuring: Flight Rising.

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Natural Selection Arc


Location: Lost Haven, Maine- Tyburn Avenue, beneath the North Bridge underpass (drop off location)
Timeline: Present

Rach had barely kept herself upright. Her legs stretched out and her back leaned backwards, propped against the van rear bumper, as her mind tried to collect her senses. Each sound made her head throb with a pain when they shot into her ears. It didn’t help her hearing was flexing like crazying, going from normal to heighten in a process too fast for her groggy mind to keep up. Part of her wished she could blame the damn drugs, but in her core she knew otherwise and that fact just pissed her off more. Using it for fuel, she edged her arm against the bumper’s surface then propped herself farther up.

Her hearing jerked back into high gear, catching the sounds of feet stepping across gravel causing her to raised her eyes. The first person she spotted was the blue hair, doll like woman standing at the side of where she had tossed the metal door. The bitch’s face seemed to display slight amusement at her current issue. Racheli managed to rise a few more inches, only to slip down several and nearly fall on her ass again. Shit..

Anymore mental cursing was ceased when she heard a male voice speak.

”Careful. Remember she was in the CDC-” The man’s words continued, unaffected, but most of it was interrupted when her hearing flexed again.

It was enough to cause her focus to split into many directions, trying understand key information that escaped her attention. Namely what the hell was going on.. It didn’t help her mind wasn’t cleanse from the prior sedation effects and it felt like her last meal would curdle within her stomach. There was a gag reflex in the back of her throat, her teeth clenching and resisting the urge to hurdle. She had anything left in her stomach, she likely would’ve vomit it up onto the ground by now. Thankfully there wasn’t. Her eyes shifted toward Lekh, nothing about his appearance jogging her memory at first through there was a vague, uncomfortable sense she knew him somewhere.

A doctor’s mask was placed over his lower face, protecting him, as he started to walk up to her. Her arms adjusted to push herself higher where her tail bone perched upon the bumper edge, preventing her from once more being helpless in a sitting position. Her body bent in half while pushing her full weight behind her and managing not to crumple at the same time.

“I am sorry about this, panienka.” He said, his voice seemed apologetic, as his hand started to raise with something plastic in it. Rach’s eyes sharpened to see it was syringe.

” You really do have a death wish. Not many would merely approach an individual who has been displaying more and more changes rapidly in a short time and not be taking additional precautions, mainly to prevent unexpected harm…” Michael's calm voice rippled across the air, his image shimmering from air just a few feet from Rach and the man about to stab the needle in. “If I was you, I would brace for the aftermath. It won’t be pretty.”

Not acknowledging ‘Micheael’s’ heads up, she dropped to her ass then jerked her hand toward Lehk more viciously than she intended. The stretched rattled in protest and for less than a second, she thought it wasn’t going to budge. A loud, steel screech proved her wrong when the thing came bolting out of the back right at Lehk.

”Too late…” The virus replied.
@fdeviant: I'm going to try to get a single Rach post up tonight. Then I'll be pming you a link for your Pc's entrance, and ability to get into the scene. Sound alright with you?
In Over 10 yrs ago Forum: Advanced Roleplay
Clearly, because all batarians are slavers and automaticlly have built in slave-detection instinct /racistassumptions.

In all seriousness I think in one of his earlier posts Khosin noticed the barcode on Iosif's neck and quickly picked up on it. I'm fine with just assuming that the barcode has numerals on it that suggested he was placed on Aratoht but yeah.


It's a character connection really. Though the funny bit, Vellios has similar scars from his own slave collar, though he lacks the numbers for obvious reasons. :p
In Over 10 yrs ago Forum: Advanced Roleplay
Is this suitable? If you need more/less information or I'm missing something, let me know. *braces*

@Culluket: I know the feeling, it took me ages to get Rach down.

Also, Hello @shagranoz. Browsing through our mischief in the OoC or considering joining? Either way, feel free to pop in and say hi as we don't bite...well, often.
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What's the matter, Zombie, can't bear it's power? It's weight, it's... girth?


That tongue?
Time to kill a Cosh, mind if I end it in my next post Fallen?

Also! Hi! Yes, I am still here! Just dealing with Finals and such, rest in peace my free time.


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Pretty sure that sheet said who ever wanted to could end them as he was pretty much toast.


May is correct, I gave permission for who ever posted next to kill off the Cosh. His underbelly is exposed and he's pretty much pinned, a well done job btw, so there's no option left to dodge. He's check mate.
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Thanks XD

So yeah. My ideas so far are either a Portal Manipulator, one who can control and talk to plants, the power to manipulate paper, and the power to control thread/fabric.

...Yes, I am a fan of the Heart Is An Awesome Power Trope, why you ask?


Justine is a teleport meta and I believe a few others can create portals. So that scratches one off your list at least if you're looking not to be like anyone else.
Could I be in a collaborative post with someone else in the arc? That way he can show up and all the interactions and what not will be genuine and no guesswork has to happen?


I would offer but not sure if that's possible with Rach or how to go about it. Though I'm aiming to have a post up this Sunday, I have to get into work earlier tomorrow.
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