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🧚🏻‍♀️ The Walking Dead - Year 6 Part 1

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Tiffany Lyle

Tiffany and Ray's home -> Going down Lagrange Street

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Tiffany was thankful for Ray for being protective of her, though she could take care of herself. It was nice to have that support. However, that wasn't important right now. Right now, they needed to find out what was going on. A gunshot in the morning of a peaceful settlement was never a good thing. Her mind raced with possible scenarios. It could be an attack. It could be a horde. It could be...no she didn't want to think about that possibility.

Ray quickly got dressed, grabbed his knife, and was out. She got up and put on her own clothes and grabbed her knife and followed closely. She caught up to him fairly quickly and kept in step with him. Mildly impressed he was able to walk so well with his crutch, she reminded herself to appreciate him later. She scanned her surroundings. So far, it didn't seem like there was any danger, but she knew better. After a few years of doing this, you learn that even the quiet could be deadly.

Santa Celia (Lord Wraith and FantasyChic)

In case ya missed it. I posted and got to work on my sheet.

🧚🏻‍♀️ The Walking Dead - Year 6 Part 1

Question before I post. Would Tiffany have her gun/bow with her in her home or is that stored somewhere else?

Strange New Waters - Concluded

Sorry, been so busy with work. I should be able to crank out a sheet later today (Saturday) or Sunday at the latest.

🦄 Deeper Than The Sands - Merged With T.S.

Josephine Clark

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Location: Qasr El Nil Barracks

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Josephine watched as Haakon threw a little hissy fit and walked off. She couldn't help but feel for the poor man. He was trying desperately to make amends. She turned to give Aziza a good talking to. It was quite rude to not at least entertain the apology. Being mad was one thing, being vindictive was another. However, before she could, Aziza's attention turned to the soldier. And rightly so. She let them leave, giving them a winning smile. She would talk to Haakon later.

She was left with the other woman, who she met briefly before. She couldn't remember her name though. Did it matter? She didn't leave much of an impression on her, but perhaps now would be a good time? "Yes, the dreams are becoming a problem. I need my sleep." Once again, the conversation was interrupted as the old man came back. He was in a jollier mood this time around. Had Christmas come early? She sipped her drink, "This is simply delicious. Thank you for taking us in. I know it wasn't what you wanted, but I do appreciate it, none the less." She figured she better make a good impression since Haakon seemed determined to dig his hole deeper and deeper. She would help him when able. She knew he was a good man.

Santa Celia (Lord Wraith and FantasyChic)

W H I T N E Y C A R T E R:

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^{Monday, August 21ST - 11:07 AM | Voltaire University}

Whitney got out of the beat up van her father drove. He put it in park and stepped out too. Circling around the truck to meet her in front of the steps, he put his arm around her. "Well, here we are. We did tell you we are proud of you, right?" Whitney nodded, "The whole car ride here, you did." She had to laugh. Her father was such a dork, but his confidence in her sparked something wild. He sighed, "Well this is where we part. I need to drive back soon to pick your mother up from work. Give us a call later though, ok? Just so we know you got settled in." He pulled out all her bags and she gave him a warm hug.

As he pulled away, she strolled up the steps and took one grand look at the campus. It was pretty big. And beautiful. Definitely a photographer's dream. Not only did this school have a nice photography program, but it had a state of the art photo lab. She wanted to see it badly, but she figured she better get settled into her dorm.

As she made her way, she walked past a few girls walking around, gossiping about some boy one of them slept with. Apparently, his..member didn't quite hold up to word. She paid them little mind. Some guy ran past as he caught a football. He looked at her and put on his best charming smile, along with a wink. She merely shook her head and laughed and continued on. She had a feeling life wouldn't be boring here.

Santa Celia (Lord Wraith and FantasyChic)

Whitney Carter

W A L L F L O W E R

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^{W H I T N E Y C A R T E R ◼ M A Y 1 4 ( 1 8 ) ◼ F E M A L E}

^{"Life isn't picture perfect."}

▼ A P P E A R A N C E:

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^{"Pictures are easier to deal with than people."}

//STATS:

◼ HEIGHT | 5 feet, 7 inches

◼ WEIGHT | 122 lbs

◼ BUILD | Thin, slender build. More top heavy than bottom heavy.

◼ HAIR COLOR | Blonde

◼ EYE COLOR | Dark Blue

◼ OTHER | Pierced ears (two on both side), ankle tattoo of her brother's name on left side

//DESCRIPTION:

Whitney has light cream skin and blonde hair that changes from darker blonde to lighter blonde depending on the seasons (usually darker during winter). She has dark blue eyes and light freckles on her nose spreading to her cheeks. She wears glasses mainly, occasionally contacts if the situation calls for it. She typically wears clothes for comfort and ease, ranging from t-shirts, camisoles, tank tops, skirts, tights, sweatpants, and dresses. She prefers wearing sandals and boots. Her color options are usually lighter colors in red, yellow, green, blue, or purple and also black. She walks with some confidence, but doesn't openly call attention to herself. She wears basic make-up unless it's a fancier event.

▼ B I O G R A P H Y:

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^{"It's funny how photos are always of the past."}

Whitney was born into a small family. The youngest of three siblings, her family usually struggled to make ends meet with their parents working two jobs each. Whitney usually relied on her older brother, Ryan, to watch over her and her older sister, Beth. He usually walked them to school, made their lunches, and helped with homework while their parents worked to support them. Despite this, the home was full of love and devotion. Whenever one of them had an interest, they were supported to the best of their abilities. When Whitney found a love for photography, her parents did their best to support it.

It wasn't until high school that Whitney was recognized. Her art teacher saw her photographic talent and urged her to pursue it as a career possibility. Due to that push, Whitney worked hard, working two odd obs of her own to be able to buy the necessary equipment to support her hobby. However, things took a drastic turn when Ryan was diagnosed with cancer. Whitney used her hard-earned money to help her parents pay for chemo and rehabilitation, though the doctor's gave him little chance on making it. Ryan stuck it out for a good year before he succumbed to his illness. Whitney was naturally angry. Not only because she lost money, but because her biggest supporter was gone. She fell into depression.

The art teacher saved the day once again, picking up the pieces of the broken girl. The art teacher, Miss Hensley, used her own money and bought Whitney a good starting camera. She also helped her find colleges and scholarships to help her continue her dream, knowing full well Ryan would want her to continue.

It was then that she applied for Santa Celia and got accepted with a full art scholarship. Feeling invigorated,
Whitney left for the college life to continue her dreams.

▼ M O T I V A T I O N / O B J E C T I V E:

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^{"Nature contains many beautiful things."}

Losing her brother was hard, but Whitney continues what she does in order to make her family and herself proud. Eventually, she wants to be able to help her family so they don't have to work so hard and could retire early. She also wants to help her sister, Beth, pursue her dreams of being a doctor. Family and friends come first and she tries to do right by all of them.

▼ A B I L I T I E S / S K I L L S:

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^{"Mess with the rose and you get the thorns."}

//ABILITIES:

◼ Plant Manipulation | The ability to control plants. This includes being able to grow, cultivate, and use plants in various forms. They can resize plants, produce necessary components with plants, and plants are naturally supportive of the user.

◼ Plant Support | The ability to use plants in defensive, offensive, and supportive roles. This includes forming defensive measures using plant life, using plants to attack enemies (thorns, vines, etc), and creating chemical components from plants to heal allies.

◼ Plant Form | When under extreme duress, the user then takes control of their Plant Form. In this form, the user's body is coated in a protective layer of plants and their powers are enhanced. They can sustain greater amounts of damage.

//SKILLS:

◼ Artistic Eye | Whitney has a creative mind. As such, she has an easier time creating artistic works. Her chosen medium is Photography, but she is also a skilled sketcher.

◼ Perks of Being A... | Due to her nature, Whitney can easily blend into the scenery when she is around people. To others, this may seem like a bad thing, but it allows for Whitney to hear some interesting things. And being unseen comes with its perks.

◼ Photographic Memory | Ironic, isn't it? Whitney has a photographic memory. Anything she sees or reads she will be able to recall and remember them.

//LIMITATIONS:

◼ Fire and Ice | Plants don't like fire. Plants don't like ice. When facing either of these two forces, it may effect the plant powers.

◼ Energy Draining | Constant use of the powers will drain energy (especially Plant Form). If tired out, the user could pass out and be unable to use the powers.

◼ Terrain | You can't grow plants willy nilly. You need to have the right environment. A dessert can't support plant life, for example.

//WEAKNESSES:

◼ Untrusting | It takes a bit for Whitney to open up to anyone. She isn't without friends, but she doesn't trust others easily. She's friendly, but she is with everyone.

◼ Hard On Self | Though told she has talent, Whitney is incredibly hard on herself when it comes to her work. This usually means she doesn't think her work is good when it is, even to the point of tearing up her own photos.

◼ Glasses | Whitney wears glasses. She can't see all that well without them or contacts in.

▼ N O T E S:

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//SUPPORTING CAST:

▼ ALLIES

◼ TBD | Test

▼ FRIENDS

◼ TBD | Test

▼ ENEMIES

◼ TBD | Test

//STOMPING GROUNDS

◼ TBD | Test

//PARAPHERNALIA

◼ TBD | Test

Strange New Waters - Concluded

Can I ask a question? Are we aiming to make someone to fill the roles on the ship or do we have some free reign on who we make? I have an idea for a "Lady of the Night" type character.

X-Men: Cosmic Crusades 👽

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Allison Andrews

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Location: Xavier's Institute - Outskirts of New York
{"You want me to what now?"}

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Allison watched as the others made their way there. She gave Ayita a big smile as she entered. Ayita had such cool powers. It always impressed her to see her transform. Oshea came in shortly after. The handsome guy always made her feel good. Another SHIELD agent entered too. She smiled and nodded at her too. She had nothing against SHIELD. As far as she could tell, they needed allies and SHIELD was better than none. The briefing started soon after.

Allison watched the screen to see the face of Sabretooth. She wasn't thrilled with the idea of facing the Brotherhood so soon, but Magneto didn't have humanity's best interests at heart most of the time. If he was involved in these attacks, then it wasn't good.

What worried her the most was her lack of combat training. Her powers weren't useless. Far from it. She could help plan and coordinate, but if she was stepping food inside to help the team, she would feel better knowing she had some training to fall back on. She wanted to train her powers up more, perhaps learning to control things with her mind or move things, but she wasn't there yet, if at all. Still, she didn't want to sit back and watch. She wanted to help. "We'll do our best Professor!" She gave her exclamation with a beaming grin.

She waited for the others first before she made her way down to the Blackbird hangar. She wanted a little bit of mental prep time to prepare and suit up. She was kind of excited, kind of nervous. Still, it needed to be done. The Brotherhood had to be stopped.

Santa Celia (Lord Wraith and FantasyChic)

Nice. I'll get to work on my sheet and get my first post