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_{Emma Myers | #6699CC}
"In the depth of winter, I finally learned that there was in me an invincible summer." — Albert Camus

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_Name:

Rauni Räikkönen

_Age:

24 years old | January 1st | Capricorn

_Gender:

Female

_{Sexual Orientation:}

Straight

_Ethnicity:

Caucasian

_{Years at Camp Jupiter // New Rome:}

10 years of service; 2 years in New Rome

_{Place of Birth:}

South Range, Michigan

^{↳ Finnish ancestry (Ivalo, Finland)}

_{Key Relationships:}

TBD

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"Viekää minut sinne, missä hän on
Virta ole halki edessä airon
Viekää minut sinne missä hän on
Lautturi, kuule, mitä mä toivon"
^{— Lautturi II - PMMP}

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_Appearance

• Height: 5'6''
• Hair: A deep auburn brown, kept short out of preference
• Eyes: Sage green
• Body Type: Ectomorph
• Clothing Style:

↳ Example #1
↳ Example #2
↳ Example #3

• Body Markings:

↳ SPQR tattoo, with 10 service lines and a winged conch shell

_Personality:

Rauni is often a quiet individual. She isn't often expressive, and prefers to keep to herself if the situation allows. Her loyalty and faith to others had brought out the worst in her, echoing the harsh northern wind that which she had been born from. It shattered her, and Rauni does not wish to see it happen once more.

Of course, this wasn't always the case. Rauni was once more open to others, especially those she called friend. She always had a smile, and was willing to lend a helping hand to anyone who might've needed it. It didn't matter who you were, be you among the 1st or even the 5th cohort. Labels didn't matter much to Rauni, who had once been bullied and looked down upon herself. If you had her back, then she had yours, and more some.

But now, Rauni has seen what loyalty gets her. All it has brought is hurt; a hurt Rauni fears to feel again.

_History:

Rauni Räikkönen was born to a Finnish immigrant who had been working as a local meteorologist on a Finnish language station located in Michigan's Upper Pennisula. She had grown up under a single mother, for her father, his godly presence then unknown, had been a one-night stand after a chance meeting at the one and only tavern in South Range, Michigan. Aquilo had disappeared by the next day, and despite all her mother's attempts to find him, she never could.

Childhood had been rough for Rauni. South Range was a nowhere town, with a dwindling population of less than a thousand. She often had difficulties with her schoolwork much like many other demigods, and was frequently picked on as a result. There hadn't been many kids that wanted to call "slow-brained" Rauni a friend, and so she hadn't many friends during her time in South Range.

Then came the diagnosis.

Her mother often began to feel ill and weak, and therefore unable to commit to both work and being a mother. Her doctor had said it had been cancer; that she likely had a "maybe a month, if weeks to live". Distraught, her mother fought through the tears, and asked her sister and her husband to take Rauni in. She didn't want to leave her alone, in the care of some stranger. She wanted Rauni to be with her family, safe and sound and far away from South Range.

And so, Rauni's last memory of her mother before she left for California was watching her from the back seat window. She had been waving goodbye for the last time, although Rauni hadn't known it at the time.

California hadn't been kind to Rauni. Though she had treasured her aunt and uncle, Rauni felt sorely out of place in the golden state. The climate, the people, the culture—it had all been knew to her; the icing on the cake in addition to her prior godly troubles. Thankfully, her uncle, a son of Janus himself, began to notice the signs by then. The struggles in school. The icy air that followed Rauni. He could see the path Rauni was destined to take in her future, and so offered Rauni to the wolf.

Rauni's time with Lupa hadn't been long. It was here wherein she first found a sense a belonging, and also wherein she learned of her godly parentage—her father, the Roman god Aquilo. Though her training had been difficult and harsh, she ultimately persevered and found her way into the Twelfth Legion.

As a newfound member of the Legion, Rauni had found herself placed among the ranks of the third cohort, partially aided by her uncle's letter of recommendation. She served her new calling with distinguish, assisting the third to victory numerous times.

During her time in the legion, Rauni had found herself fancying a fellow legionnaire, Felix Murugan, a son of Mars. Together, they seemed almost inseparable, constantly having the other's back on and off the battlefield. As their years of service drew ever closer to an end, they had planned to settle down together in New Rome and perhaps open a quaint "bakery or something", as Felix often joked.

To Rauni, it seemed like the perfect end to a new beginning. Nevertheless, misfortune had followed Rauni, and brought a swift end to the dreams of a life she never got to know. The last memory she had of Felix was of an ill-fated quest, as she watched a cyclops chew away on flesh and bone—the very flesh and bone of Felix and her comrades.

Enraged, Rauni finished off the cyclops in fury. Though the Legion had given her a hero's promotion, sending upwards into the ranks of the Second for avenging the fallen, the damage had been done. Once her ten years of service had been completed, Rauni made the choice to leave the Legion and retire into New Rome—this time all by her lonesome rather than the life she once dreamed of.

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"Entä jos elämän ikuinen virta
Katkeaa kuin lahonnut silta
Entä jos eksyn matkalla laivaan
Voinko mä rakentaa tuhkasta taivaan?
Ainoa varma on vain tämä hetki
Heikolla jäällä käy sieluni retki
Anteeksi Luoja, rauhaasi vai"
^{— Ikuinen Virta - Pehmoaino}

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_{Godly Parent:}

Aquilo, the Roman god of the cold north wind, storms, and winter

_{Relationship to Godly Parent:}

Rauni does not have a strong opinion of Aquilo, owing to her father's vicious and forceful temper and his fondness for the kin of other gods (namely Aphrodite) rather than his own.

_{Abilities Pertaining to Godly Parent:}

• Cyrokinesis: Rauni has dominion over the cold, and can manipulate the freezing point to generate ice and snow. The cold never bothers her (anyway), so you better ensure you're well bundled up!
• Aerokinesis: Like a bird, Rauni can temporarily take flight in addition to being able to manipulate the wind itself. Take cover, or you'll be knocked down with torrential force.
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_Cohort:

Second Cohort (Former Third)

_{Position in the Legion:}

Legionnaire

_{Fatal Flaw:}

Loyalty

_Weapons:

Rauni is primarily an archer, using a composite bow like the Romans of past; her godly connection to the wind and air greatly suiting this role. The arrow tips are often varied, although Imperial Gold tends to be prominent. She does, however, have a spatha as back-up in case things get messy—you can't exactly fight in melee with a bow.

_{Misc Information:}

• Rauni knows English, Latin and of course Finnish. All three are practically a mother tongue to Rauni, although she hasn't found much use for Finnish in recent years.
• She has a fondness for Finnish makaronilaatikko, or otherwise macaroni casserole. Someone once called it "macarauni and cheese" and were never invited back to the weekly potluck.
• Her choice of coffee is firmly black (though sometimes mixed in with alcohol).
• A small garden of Lilly of the valley flowers is planted at her estate. They remind Rauni of her mother, who used to keep some.
• Though Rauni will listen to about anything, pop (indie pop, pop rock, etc.) trends at the top of her genre list.
• Rauni owns a Tamaskan, which she has affectionally named Lupa Jr. due to the breed's resemblance to wolves.
• Blue's Clues:

↳ Punkrocker (feat. Iggy Pop) - Teddybears
↳ Death
↳ Hestia

Trials of New Rome - A Percy Jackson AU.

i am being held hostage against my will by haley to join this roleplay

if you see this message please send help and call the police

What Are You Listening To?

A zombie RP, because I clearly can't have enough of them on my RP plate

Interesting.. but it's casual. I can write two short paragraphs at max in roleplay, though my stories I've written on Google Docs would tell you I could write forever as long as I like what I'm writing.. ;-; I'd be willing to try this, and I can try to stretch paragraphs longer if you like. I've been wanting to join a zombie apocalypse RP ngl

@leopard

What do you mean by "two short paragraphs"?

A zombie RP, because I clearly can't have enough of them on my RP plate

SUUUU WEE MOMMA hell to the yes.... three minor questions... Question one: did Zombies exist in fiction before the outbreak? Question two: What year does this rp take place? Question three: Is it strictly One-shot-headshot or do the Infected die from body shots aswell?

@ChronicleMan

1) yes.
2) modern day/now.
3) body shots can kill, but before you ask "how did the world fall then", that's why there's the special infected to make up the difference. when you've got giant brutes, explosive zombies, speedy leapers, etc. people are bound to die fast.

A zombie RP, because I clearly can't have enough of them on my RP plate

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^{They Are Night Zombies!! They Are Neighbors!! They Have Come Back From the Dead!! Ahhhh! | ♫}

Welcome to Chicago, or rather what's left of it.

When a global pandemic swept the globe, the dead woke. It spread like wildfire, breaking through all containment methods. Mutated juggernauts ripped through defenses while feral infected lurked in the shadows. Cities fell within hours; armies were wiped out. Nothing could stop humanity's demise.

It has been a year since the end of the world, and you, unfortunately, are one of the lucky ones. You are one of those who survived the initial outbreak through by sheer luck and raw determination. For better and worse, you've managed to keep yourself alive against the endless infected hordes that are eager to maul and rip you apart limb from limb.

Nevertheless, your luck is soon running out. Supplies are running thin, and the undead have only grown in number—making it nigh impossible to leave the city by foot, car or boat. At the way things are going, you'll likely be dead by tomorrow.

And so, with weapon in hand, you march on into that good night.

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I'm back with another roleplay concept.

As you've probably expected, this is a zombie roleplay. However, instead of sticking to the slow-moving TWD style zombies, I'm spicing things up with faster + more special infected. Not that slow zombies don't exist here, but there are other types in the mix as well. I've been playing a bit of State of Decay 2, so you can see where the inspiration is coming from.

In regards to the setting itself, you will not be leaving Chicago. The windy city will be acting as our main set piece, wherein communities and relationships will be forged or destroyed as people join forces or die an untimely death. The metropolitan area is about 10,286 square miles and has a population of roughly 10 million people, so you'll have a big sandbox to play in.

Characters can and will likely die. It's a zombie RP; not puppies and kittens. That being said, I tend to reserve this fate to people who ghost or write their character doing something that should obviously be get themselves killed, so in other words, don't do something stupid.

If you have any questions, feel free to ask them. I'm going to try to take a more hands-on approach with this roleplay, so I'll be helping guide people along in the IC myself along with any potential co-GMs.

What Are You Listening To?

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^{They Are Night Zombies!! They Are Neighbors!! They Have Come Back From the Dead!! Ahhhh! | ♫}

Welcome to Chicago, or rather what's left of it.

When a global pandemic swept the globe, the dead woke. It spread like wildfire, breaking through all containment methods. Mutated juggernauts ripped through defenses while feral infected lurked in the shadows. Cities fell within hours; armies were wiped out. Nothing could stop humanity's demise.

It has been a year since the end of the world, and you, unfortunately, are one of the lucky ones. You are one of those who survived the initial outbreak through by sheer luck and raw determination. For better and worse, you've managed to keep yourself alive against the endless infected hordes that are eager to maul and rip you apart limb from limb.

Nevertheless, your luck is soon running out. Supplies are running thin, and the undead have only grown in number—making it nigh impossible to leave the city by foot, car or boat. At the way things are going, you'll likely be dead by tomorrow.

And so, with weapon in hand, you march on into that good night.

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I'm back with another roleplay concept.

As you've probably expected, this is a zombie roleplay. However, instead of sticking to the slow-moving TWD style zombies, I'm spicing things up with faster + more special infected. Not that slow zombies don't exist here, but there are other types in the mix as well. I've been playing a bit of State of Decay 2, so you can see where the inspiration is coming from.

In regards to the setting itself, you will not be leaving Chicago. The windy city will be acting as our main set piece, wherein communities and relationships will be forged or destroyed as people join forces or die an untimely death. The metropolitan area is about 10,286 square miles and has a population of roughly 10 million people, so you'll have a big sandbox to play in.

Characters can and will likely die. It's a zombie RP; not puppies and kittens. That being said, I tend to reserve this fate to people who ghost or write their character doing something that should obviously be get themselves killed, so in other words, don't do something stupid.

If you have any questions, feel free to ask them. I'm going to try to take a more hands-on approach with this roleplay, so I'll be helping guide people along in the IC myself along with any potential co-GMs.

The Dead Don't Die.

Tallied up the supplies from the mini mart group. I didn't include the cars/bike and kept to the more obvious things that people would need for survival. Let me know if there's anything missing from the IC, though I think I got it all from what I could remember.

Will do the other group once I have time. Or one of you could beat me to it. It's a lot of posts/people/etc. to track. Most of it is pretty straightforward, though. Outside of a few items, just count the inventories + shopping trip scene.

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THE MINI MART GROUP

Food:
18 pieces of gum (half pack remaining + full pack)
2 protein/snack bars
1 bag of pretzels
1 bag of sunchips
1 sandwich
1 yoghurt
?? "miscellaneous" food items (*looking at you, lemons*)
?? "a lot of canned food" (*now i'm looking at you, nallore*)

Drink:
2 metal bottles (filled with water)
1 flask (filled with rum)
1 water bottle (presumably filled)

Power:
5 cellphones (three unknowns, one iphone, one samsung)
1 otterbox charging case (for samsung phone)
1 work laptop
1 laptop charger
1 portable shortwave radio
3 phone chargers (2 for unknown, one for iphone)
1 power bank

Medicine:
1 bottle of high cholesterol pills
1 first aid kit

Weapons:
1 folding utility knife
1 wooden baseball bat
1 can of pepper spray
1 umbrella
1 crosse stick