FantasyChic

🦄 Darker Than Black - Merged With T.S.

Priya Khurana

Location: Precinct 54

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Her family didn't like her moving away. Her friends told her she was crazy. Her colleagues were either happy to see her go or "happy" to see her go. Still, Priya couldn't pass up the opportunity when it all but fell into her lap. She considered herself a hard worker, reliable, smart, able to get things done. So when she marched into her boss' office and asked (or demanded, if you wanted to get technical) to be transferred to Justice, she listed off the whys.

It was a hot spot for danger. Deaths happened constantly, but murder? Not so much. It was a detective's dream or nightmare depending on how one looked at it. It was accepted and finalized and she packed up her life in New York and flew across the country to Justice. She settled in nicely in her apartment before she made her way over to Precinct 54.

She dressed professionally but tried to keep it somewhat casual so she didn't appear to be a brown noser (ironic, right?) on her first day. Right off the back, the interaction between the two men laid some of the groundwork for determining how things went around here. It was casual, but at the same time, they were partly serious. She didn't know if she would have to work her way up, but she was prepared to try.

She entered the office and didn't bother to sit. She figured he would give her an assignment and that would be it. Maybe an introduction, but either way, she was itching to get started. "Yes, Khurana. What do you have for me?"

Silver Falls

Whitney Carlyle

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Whitney Carlyle

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Character Summary

Name: Whitney Samantha Carlyle
Aliases: Whit, Whitty
Age: 16
Birthday: December 1, 1974
Ethnicity: Caucasian
Birth Place: Silver Falls
Residence:
Gender: Female
Major/Minor: N/A
Occupation: Part Time Clerk at Silver Falls Sheriff's Department
Languages: English (Fluent) and French (Learning)

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Appearance

Height: 5'6''
Weight: 120 lbs
Build: Slender
Eyes: Dark Green
Hair: Blonde
Skin Tone: Cream
Tattoos/Scars/Piercings: Both ears pierced
Personal Style: Whitney likes clothes. Like, she REALLY likes clothes. Whitney likes looking good and loves going shopping whenever she can. To this end, she doesn't have a signature style, but it could be said she dresses pretty girly. Gettinb through the wonderful fashion of the 80's to make room for the 90's style rolling in, she tends to dress with various shirts, sweaters, jeans, and skirts along with her collection of shoes (boots, sandals, flats, heels, you name it).

As for colors, she loves pink. Pink is life! She will wear other colors, usually lighter colors in yellow, red, blue, purple, and white. She wears her hair down usually. For makeup, she goes with eyeliner, mascara, lip gloss, and simple blush to help highlight her cheeks.

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Psychology

Sweet * Misguided * Knowledgable * Insecure * Compassionate * Vulnerable

Sexuality: Heterosexual
Relationship Status: Recently broken up with ex-boyfriend Ryan
Personality: Whitney can be described as your typical teenager, but there is more to her than first meets the eye. Though she is said to be very sweet and kind to others, she tends to do so to make up for her vulnerable nature. Can't be hurt if the others don't want to hurt you, after all. Whitney is very compassionate for others, especially those who are bullied or victimized.

Despite the fact she looks the way she does and acts the way she does, she is insecure about herself. This is from years of dealing with her father. However, Whitney aims to move forward. She is knowledable about a lot of topics, getting good grades and excelling at most of her subjects. Whitney is often misguided about things, especially relationships. Despite this, she tries her best and always walks away with a smile. Or, she tries to, at least.
Habits:

• Tends to smile when she's angry. It would take a lot to make her visibly so.
• Prefers writing in pink

Hobbies:

• Reading
• Shopping
• Tennis

Fears:

• Being Kidnapped
• Her father coming back
• Clowns

Likes:

• Shopping
• Chocolate Chip Cookies With Whipped Cream
• Puppy Dogs
• Psychology
• Warm Days, Cool Nights
• Dances

Dislikes:

• Bullies
• Criminals
• Men Taking Advantage Of Women
• Bananas
• Getting Sick
• Horror Movies

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Cards On The Table

General World Skills:

• Psychology
• Driving
• Memory
• Tennis
• Flexibility
• Speed Reading
• Counseling
• Research
• Cheerleading

Combat Skills:

• Acrobatics
• Clubs
• Athletics
• Stamina
• Stealth

What Is On Your Person:

• Clothing - Nirvana Shirt, Ripped Jeans, Pink Converse Shoes
• Purse/Wallet - ID, Cash ($100 American), Picture of Mother
• White Scrunchie
• Gold Heart Necklace
• Book (Mystery Novel)
• CD Walkman w/ Headphones
• Nirvana CD
• Bubble Gum

Residence:

• Tennis Racket
• Baseball Bat
• Book Collection (Mysteries, Romance, Psychology, etc.)
• Band Posters
• Music Player
• CDs Strewn About
• Various Sports Awards
• Various Scholarly Awards
• Letter From Father (Tucked Under Mattress)

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History

Life Before the Murder: Whitney was the only child of Chester and Melinda VanBurg and she didn't want for much. Chester's family was well known and had money. Lots of it. Melinda didn't want to admit that the life excited her. She fell for Chester due to his charm. They were wed and shortly after, she gave birth to Whitney. They showered Whitney with lots of things. Whitney went to school and, due to her family's wealth, she was liked amongst her peers and was considered popular.

Life behind the scenes wasn't gold plates and diamonds though. Chester would verbally and physically abuse Melinda. He would always hide it from Whitney, but Whitney knew. Melinda never mentioned it, but Chester would threaten to hurt Whitney if Melinda didn't go through with his desires. He threatened to ruin her and make her life a mess should she ever decide to leave. Melinda pushed through it all, but she saved what evidence she could. A bruise here, a picture there, a voice recording. She didn't have all the evidence she desired, but Chester came home drunk and angry and made his way into Whitney's room when she was only 12. That night, Melinda fought back in front of Whitney's eyes. Whitney called the police and they came and arrested Chester. With the evidence Melinda collected, along with Whitney's testimony, they were able to get Chester locked up for years.

Melinda took Whitney and moved to Silver Falls to start a new life. She took on her maiden name Carlyle and worked her way up to where she owned her own bookstore. Whitney, having dealt with the emotional abuse of her father, tended to find guys who were bad for her. Along came Ryan who treated her like dirt, but she dealt with it, until she had the audacity to break up with him. To this day, he threatens to leak the fact the two slept together, despite not having done so.

Whitney tries her best to do well in school, hoping to major in psychology and become a counselor for domestic abuse victims. She tries to keep a smile on her face despite it all. Even when Lucy Taylor was murdered.

History with Lucy Taylor: Whitney knew Lucy from High School. At the start, they ran in the same circle, but Whitney wouldn't have called the two of them friends. She didn't hate Taylor, but she didn't like her either. When Whitney was ostracized from the group, Lucy didn't bat an eyelash. Lucy would make her remarks about Whitney, but other than that the two avoided each other. Whitney wouldn't want her death to happen to anyone though.

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Extras

Character Quote: "We are not judged by our scars, but what we do about them."
Deviances: She heals faster than the average human. Almost...supernaturally fast.
Theme Song:
Anything Else:

Secrets!

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I take my coffee with lots of cream and sugar if it's basic, but I usually prefer mochas. I also prefer Iced Coffee to hot, even in Winter.

_{*By submitting this CS in its completion I am stating I have read all the rules for this Rp and am agreeing to follow them to the fullest with respect and courtesy. I acknowledge that I can and will be removed from the RP without warning if I break a rule or cause problems with my fellow Rpers or the GM.}

@Pundii

🦄 Darker Than Black - Merged With T.S.

@Lady Amalthea Before I finish my relationship sheet, I have a question. What do the symbols mean exactly? Like, why is "Snowballs Chance In Hell" with BFF? Also, do I need to put a relationship with at least one character, or could I keep them all Neutral until the time comes when Priya meets them?

Once that's answered I should be able to finish it.

The Wolves of Red Lake (Completed)

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Finley Alestair

Location: Red Lake Sheriff's Department

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Before Finley could make her way over to the scene of the crime, she felt her phone buzz in her pocket. She took it out and read the message from Jenna. It paid to have friends in high places. Apart from her connection to the police, Jenna was actually a pretty cool person. That wasn't something Finley thought often, so whoever she deemed cool better enjoy it. She quickly entered a reply.

-Sounds good. Gonna try to scope out the mayor's crime scene. You're buying this time, big shot

Finley closed her phone and watched as the FBI lady finished her speech. Then Bradley finished up the entire thing and Finley saw her moment. She needed to go see the scene soon before the officials made their way to secure it and get it cleaned up. For all she knew, the yahoos in the Sherrif's department already ruined what little clues there were, but she had to try.

As she moved through the slowly dispersing crowd, her phone buzzed again. This time it was from Declan. She fought the need to blush (stupid fricken' emotions!). Perhaps she could rope Declan, and by association Taylor, into the investigation. Jenna would be cool with it, she was sure. She opened her phone to respond before she looked up to see Declan himself along with Taylor being hounded by the media. As if they would know anything. She would help put a stop to it.

She barely took a step forward before her vision began to blur. It was happening again. For as long as she could remember, she would always get these brief visions into the future. She could never control them or know when they would happen, but her visions often came true. This time, she saw Sherrif Bradley in what appeared to be his home. She couldn't make out much apart from that, but it was clear that Bradley did not like this visit. His attacker couldn't be made, but she saw it was during the night. Would it be tonight? Tomorrow? She couldn't be sure.

It ended as quickly as it began. She was left to think. Should she warn Bradley? How would she do that? Go up to him and tell him she can see the future, be careful tonight? Second, she didn't really care for Bradley to begin with. It's not like he was being killed.

Was he?

She let it go for now, but first, she had an interview to conduct.

She made her way over to her friends and the news crew before stepping in between Declan and Taylor and throwing her arms around their shoulders. "What are we talking about guys? Can I get in on this? Oh, are we on the news? Hi Mom! Hi!!!" She made a big show before she walked over to the cameraman and fiddled with the camera. It fell with a resounding smack, breaking it.

"Oh dear, I am so sorry! Shoot, I really wanted my five seconds of fame."

X-Men: Cosmic Crusades 👽

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Allison Andrews

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Location: Hanson Power Plant
{"Supes awkward...."}

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Before Allison could react to the explosion, she felt herself being lifted and in an instant, she was outside. It seems that Quicksilver had a change of heart and saved everyone. She felt bad about hitting his sister with a crate.

Well...kind of bad. After all, did you see that? It was awesome!

Once things were settled, Oshea was getting put into the Blackbird. That was when Iron Man (he was so hot when he was angry, right? Right...?) turned to his daughter and let loose on her. Far be it from her to interject on family drama, but he did seem a little harsh. After all, the woman was older and wasn't, for example, Allison's age. Guin had enough of the conversation and was off. That was when Tony Stark dug his nails into them.

As cute as the name was, Avengers Little League kind of hurt. First, it was referring to a popular superhero team as if the X-men were just some nobody hacks trying to play with the big boys. Second, little league? If anything, they were Avengers Minor League.

"Umm, well with all due respect Tony...MR. Stark, sorry, I think we did as best a job as we could. We are, after all, inexperienced and it's not like we have unlimited resources. We have each other, and to that end, we looked after each other and made it through. So if that puts us in the Avengers Little League, then so be it!" She huffed her chest out a little, but stopped when she decided she looked silly. She took a breath in before she continued, "As for those two, we should probably note that we are all alive thanks to him. So...perhaps go a bit easy?" She gave her best award-winning smile.

X-Men: Cosmic Crusades 👽

I should be able to post shortly

The Sunday Group

Kennedy nodded as she was given her task. It made the most sense that she gather the evidence. She dealt with cops before and could probably negotiate her way around any red tape that may come up. Procedure dictated that her personal belongings be given to the next of kin, which she assumed was her sister, though she was in no position to be doing so. It would probably hurt more. No, those belongings would be a helpful clue.

As she closed her laptop and stood up, she watched the others leave. She didn't have much to say about most of them just yet. She was the newbie, after all. It wouldn't sit well if she judged them without getting to know them. Well, apart from Manny who she had run into before all of this. He gave her the distinct impression he was up to no good. Given their work, she was partially right.

As she finished packing up her things, Malone walked up to her. "Sure, I got some time." She listened to the woman speak, taking in her request. It seems she wanted the file on the cult that Ellie mentioned. Time was of the essence so she understood the need to get it ASAP. So not only would she need to finesse the belongings from the police, but now she was being asked to wheel and deal with the feds. She felt useful, that was for sure.

"I think I can do that. I have a contact or two that could help. I'll give them a call when I get into my office and I'll let you know." She gave the woman a warm smile before she picked up her purse and made way for her office. On the way there, she passed by Manny's office, seeing him sitting at his desk in his disorganized room. She eyed the books all around him with a sense of pity. "No wonder they're such a mess.." she thought to herself.

She made it into her office, setting her things down. She had some calls to make.

She first called her FBI contact. Jeremy had been a good friend to her in her Washington outings and he was a big wig in the FBI. "Hey Jeremy, it's Kennedy. Yeah, long time no talk. How's the wife? Second kid? Wow, you're busy. Work going ok? Yeah, I still work in law." She wasn't necessarily lying. "Anyway, the reason I'm calling is that I have a favor. Yeah, I know, haven't spoken to you in years and I call wanting something. I'll make it up to you. You know that donut place you love so much? How about a dozen of the chocolate glazed? Yeah, I know the way to your heart, your wife should watch out. Anyway, back to business. There's a file I need to see ASAP. It involves a cult known as the Lachallan Society. Yes, weird name. Yes, I know it's probably classified, but I'm working a case that closely relates to this cult so any information I can get on them would be useful. I'm leaving for Portland later so if you can email it that would be great. Yep, the secure e-mail is preferred. No wandering eyes as it were. You're the best Jeremy, say hi to Maddie and little Ethan for me. Bye." She hung up and let out a deep sigh.

She picked up the phone again but set it down. No, it would be best to do it in person with the sister. Instead, she made the necessary accommodations to make sure she could bring all she needed. Her laptop, her files, and her weapon. She hadn't needed to use it, but if they were about to delve into some supernatural mystery with some cult, protection was key.

The Sunday Group

That would be me. I'll admit I've been slacking due to school starting (and me being annoyed at the comment that may or may not have been directed at me about it). I should be able to get one up tonight.

The Wolves of Red Lake (Completed)

@Nallore I should be good to post when the update goes up

Silver Falls

Question. Time frame says 1990, but CS says RP starts in 2016. Which one is it?