Letter Bee

The Animorphs

Mab had gone to the docks in order to see San Francisco Bay at moonlight, on a whim. Business had been going well, but there were hints that the Sharing were taking an interest in her work, something that shouldn't alarm her so much, but well, it was potential competition. So, she went to gather her thoughts in the docks. Then came a rumble through the earth, a slight one, but one that caused her to look at the back of the mall, where there were flashes of light.

Going to the back of the mall, pepper spray ready, Mab was dumbstruck at the sight of the clearly alien ship. Carrying the can of pepper spray with her, she briefly glanced at the teenager, probably no more than 17 or 18, standing agape at the doorway. She can understand his fright; were they all about to be abducted? Well, all they had to do was wait now...

The Animorphs

@Ceta de Cloyes, Will post tomorrow.

The Animorphs

Hah, a bunch of messed up kids and an upstanding businessperson are all that stands between Earth and Yeerk enslavement. This'll be fun :P

@Ceta de Cloyes

We also have a Farmgirl.

The Animorphs

Name: Mab Javert

Appearance:


Age: 35

Personality: Mab Javert is a person who believes that she stands for the interests of Humanity as a whole, a person filled with pride that she is 'standing up' for a cause greater than the petty struggles of people and ideologies. In order to keep this pride, she is willing to manipulate, cajole, and threaten in order to force people to follow her agenda, always believing it is for the greater good. But hidden behind this is an empty, hollow shell of a person who seeks meaning through devotion of a goal, someone who, once said goal is done, hasn't thought of what she would do after.

History: Mab was born in California to a family of rich Agri-business owners, who as Mab was 1.) their only heir, and 2.) fairly intelligent, trained her to take the reins of the family corporation, much to the ire of several of her male relatives. Because of this, Mab quickly learned to be ruthless and more than a little cruel, qualities that she put in good stead when she finally took the reins of her corporation. Maintaining a good, but distant, relationship with her workers, Mab managed to take her business to new heights, even purchasing for herself a mansion in the San Francisco Peninsula, out of the hustle and bustle of the city, but close enough to keep an eye on its business.

Said business, recently, involved the activities of a group called 'The Sharing', a group dedicated to reconciling the various political divisions in the city and the rest of the US. This group, unlike various 'moderates', 'centrists', and 'third way-ers', seemed to actually be succeeding, even to the point of getting endorsements from both major political parties. It was suspicious, especially as they began converting people she knew to hold strong and opposed political positions, as well as increase their already immense amounts of 'real property'. Mab didn't normally believe in conspiracy theories, but this was startling...

Skills: Finance, Computers, Shooting, Fencing, Politics, with some Logistics and Strategy.

@Ceta de Cloyes

Animorphs Roleplay

Name: Mab Javert

Appearance:


Age: 35

Personality: Mab Javert is a person who believes that she stands for the interests of Humanity as a whole, a person filled with pride that she is 'standing up' for a cause greater than the petty struggles of people and ideologies. In order to keep this pride, she is willing to manipulate, cajole, and threaten in order to force people to follow her agenda, always believing it is for the greater good. But hidden behind this is an empty, hollow shell of a person who seeks meaning through devotion of a goal, someone who, once said goal is done, hasn't thought of what she would do after.

History: Mab was born in California to a family of rich Agri-business owners, who as Mab was 1.) their only heir, and 2.) fairly intelligent, trained her to take the reins of the family corporation, much to the ire of several of her male relatives. Because of this, Mab quickly learned to be ruthless and more than a little cruel, qualities that she put in good stead when she finally took the reins of her corporation. Maintaining a good, but distant, relationship with her workers, Mab managed to take her business to new heights, even purchasing for herself a mansion in the San Francisco Peninsula, out of the hustle and bustle of the city, but close enough to keep an eye on its business.

Said business, recently, involved the activities of a group called 'The Sharing Party', a group dedicated to reconciling the various political divisions in the city and the rest of the US. This group, unlike various 'moderates', 'centrists', and 'third way-ers', seemed to actually be succeeding, even to the point of promoting a third candidate for the American Presidential Elections. It was suspicious, especially as they began converting people she knew to hold strong and opposed political positions, as well as increase their already immense amounts of 'real property'. Mab didn't normally believe in conspiracy theories, but this was startling...

Skills: Finance, Computers, Shooting, Fencing, Politics, with some Logistics and Strategy.

@Ceta de Cloyes

Animorphs Roleplay

One more might help.

@Ceta de Cloyes

Animorphs Roleplay

Interested.

Academy of Noble Arms

"Okay then," Pablo cocked his head, before turning to Luis.

"You know what to do, right?" he asked. 'What to do' was, of course, throw Pablo again.

@TheHangedMan, @banjoanjo

((Sorry if it was short))

Academy of Noble Arms

Pablo smiled at the twins; they were clearly smarter than he thought they were. But, then again, the reverse applied...hopefully. Walking up to Luis' side, he spoke to the twin who was showing him wads of cash, making a counter-offer, smiling:

"If you think we have a price, let's think the same of you! Here's another proposal - if you guys come here and allow yourselves to be tagged, I'll go into business will you; my Noble Arm can grow any plant in existence as long as I have a seed, any plant at all! Surely, you know what plants can be grown for money, right?" Pablo was not, by any stretch of his imagination, using his Noble Arms, just advertizing them. Nor was he outright saying that he can grow weed, tobacco, or other easy money-makers with his plant-based Noble Arm; that was just an implication.

@TheHangedMan

Academy of Noble Arms

@Progenitus, Ah, will fix.