MissCapnCrunch

Avalia

Revealing himself (finally) Kyran had grabbed the human from the blast of magic which in retrospect had been important. Obviously Risa was Dionaea's priority in the heat of the moment, but Kyran made sure he was always the hero, and always the voice of reason. Dia wanted to express her annoyance with his timing, "Yes mother." she growled as if the two didn't know of the troubles they had faced today. Steadying Risa at her side she looked to the dark elf as Risa spoke to him. She was brave and noble. Risa began to move forward, her strength obviously weakened from using all of her power on trying to heal the human before them. Dia moved up next to Risa for support both physically and mentally. "She's right. There will be others, and you will regret the day you threatened us!" she spoke boldly, though her blue eyes held great fear.

The human rose from Kyran's grasp and began to yell incoherently. It was now confirmed that they had received the broken one. Just their luck. Puzzled by his expressions but impressed with his bravery the young fairy watched him as he yelled out what she assumed was a magical chant from his world. "Deus vult?" she spoke the words softly enough to not be heard from anyone else from her own lips, wondering if it harnessed any power in Avalia. It fell flat. Dia pursed her lips in frustration, she would not be trying human vocal tricks again.

Another human vocal trick rang, a scream- this time female.

The young one's eyes darted directly to the source. She was not fan of loud noises, and this noise was ear shattering. Was she a forest banshee of the night? The stories her parents had told her to forbid not to sneak out at night. Could they have been true all along? The smell however gave this away, familiar but different. She reeked like the broken one, albeit sweeter. "Another human!" Dionaea exclaimed, in the midst of watching the dark elf be thrown by the fauna below them, a style of fighting she had seen plenty back home. This commotion angered the dark elf as he sent his pack to attack. Dionaea could hear their angry voices, a muddled noise of anger and confusion. They did not want to speak to her, nor reason with her, they were too far gone.

A call of warning came from the human she deemed the sweet one as the wolf came even closer, causing her to dig into her pouch that clung to her hip for an answer. She looked to the human with desperate eyes, and the human returned the devastating gift of fire. Fire to fairies could be beautiful and alluring but usually was used to destroy the beauty they spent so much time growing and conserving. A gasp escaped from her lips and the wolf was singed by the fire, letting out a cry in distress. Dia looked to the human as she swept up and away in the grasps of a brethren of forest fairy.

Distracted momentarily the wolf nipped at Dia's bare leg, his teeth sinking into her skin with enough force to cause her to yelp as she used her other foot to kick the wolf directly in his snout with all her remaining strength. "We have to get out of here, now!" she cried out to her friends, as she looked to the floor below her. The fire was spreading quickly in the dry field and the smoke was rising just as quickly.

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@role model

Hey there, to create a tag- at the bottom of the post there is a "mention" or a "quote" button, and that will either mention just the username or quote the entire text they have posted. I hope that helps! :) Oops for posting your question in the Character section- I would prefer to have a digital portrait.

As far as your character goes, he looks great! However, for your brand placement tattoo it is required for it to be either on your left or right wrist. Also, because of the timeline your character would have to be way older to have been driving in to find it. At 40 you would have most likely been there your whole life. So depending on how you want to go about that- that will be changed. Besides those two things, he's looking good!

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@MissCapnCrunchCould a chip be spoofed? Like, hacked to either show false data or maybe even stolen from someone and implanted into someone else?

@Cleverbird

Absolutely!

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@Bazmund

Feel free to send him over when you're done, your updates have been looking good and unless you throw a total curve ball in there it is good to go.

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Hello friends, regarding the ID - I was thinking more along the lines of an implant underneath the skin, the "tattoo" of sorts is just an indication of where your implant might be. I thought that maybe depending on where and when you received your implant it may be on your left or right wrist- (which may or may not be a plot factor later teehee) A quick numbing of the area and an insertions tool would be all it takes, than a branding of sorts. To get through certain sectors or to receive your government hand outs you will need to have this ID. That is why some of the people have been harvesting limbs (assets and identities are attached to them) that way in some businesses around Korven will accept these type of brash payments.

@Bazmund
Character looks great so far! We are still very early, so no worries yet :)

@Nate1008
Hello and thanks for the interest in my roleplay! Your character would have to be human, yes- the most unhuman I am willing to go is someone who has robotic parts added to them. Your character can not start outside the city- because as far as every character knows the outside world is dead. Your character can definitely be an enemy of the city, but with in those guidelines. A human can be just as if not more heartless than a beast any day.

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@Bazmund

No worries! It's been a busy time for everyone with school starting back up and what not.

✣ Truly Damned ✣

Evangeline

_{[YOU KNOW I, I'M AFRAID OF CHANGE. GUESS THAT'S WHY WE STAY THE SAME.]}

【 Name 】
Evangeline Marie Guiliani.

【 Age 】
Twenty Two.

【 Birth Date 】
June Tenth.

【 Perceived Gender 】
Female.

【 Sexuality 】
Heterosexual.

【 Appearance 】
Evangeline is petite, standing at a mere five foot two and weighing less than one hundred and five pounds on a good day. Her legs are slightly bowed. Eva prefers to wear clothing that are a bit smaller than the size she should be wearing because it comforts her to feel the fabric squeeze against her. She likes to paint her nails, braid her hair, and wear earrings when they are given the approval by staff.

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【 Why are you at Spring Hill 】
Ultimately the unexpected death of her mother, but this event caused her extreme Agoraphobia.

【 Residency 】
Eva has been a resident for a little over five months.

【 Negative Effects 】
Though the medicines provided have apparently helped Eva overcome some of her guided tasks such as going outside for extended periods of time; the young woman has noticed she has been having spouts of insomnia due to the fact that her skin feels like there is something slithering underneath. They tell her it's just getting readjusted to the sun. Brittle nails, and mild hair loss. All just side effects.

【 Positive Effects 】
Have you ever noticed that the number of ceiling tiles in the women's bathroom on the first floor do not match the tiles on the second floor? Have you noticed that Heather takes exactly thirty two steps to get from the front desk to the back door? When you're awake for a long time you remember these things, or so what Eva tells herself. It seems that she even finds these things when she sleeps, recalling numbers. Everything has so many numbers. What does the number twelve mean?

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【 Personality 】
Never quick to lose her temper, raise her voice or throw her fists. She is often caught staring whilst over thinking things in her head. This could very well be one of the reasons she is in the position she is in, and trust me she's thought about that as well. It doesn't take much to make her cry as she is a bit on the sensitive side. She does not get bored easily due to the many nights awake and inside, she has found ways to entertain herself quite quickly. Tends to be overly curious, though doesn't always act on these curiosities due to be fairly meek and easy to manipulate.

【 Biography 】
"If a tree falls in the forest does it make a sound my love?" Evangelines mother asked her daughter as she sat upon her cushioned lap. Eva's eyebrows furrowed upon her forehead as she thought. The young girl was six years old at the time, and her mother often gave her these questions to make her think critically. "Are there squirrels inside?" Eva responded, as her mother let out a loud boisterous laugh, "Perhaps my love, perhaps."

Perhaps was a word deeply implanted upon the tongue of Eva, the word was used in all situations, Did you have a good time at school today? Perhaps. Do you want ice cream for dessert? Perhaps. Did the murder of your mother change you?

Perhaps.

Eva was Twenty One at the time of the occurrence. The two were living together happily in a small apartment on the not so great part of town. Her mother had raised her wonderfully despite being alone. Her father after all was a non-existent part in both of their lives from birth and everyday hence forth. "I'm going to go grab the mail baby, I'll be right back." her mother called from the small kitchenette as the young girl worked on her community college issued homework from the one bedroom the two shared. "Alright!" she called without another thought. Suddenly a large thud and a barrage of blood curdling screams echoed in the hallway. The scream was jolting and familiar to Evangeline, the scream belonged to her mother.

Not even stopping to lock the door behind her Eva sprinted down the flight of stairs, tripping over her own feet she only imagined the worst had come. There her mother laid in a puddle of her own thick blood, a gun shot to the head. The cause unknown at the time, but often thought and rethought over in the thoughts of her one and only daughter. Evangeline broke down into a mental state of mind and committed an action that no one could really explain.

She grabbed her small mother under her armpits and hoisted her up the flights of stairs, her head hitting every step until she was brought her back into their apartment. Sitting her up on the couch the young woman climbed onto her mother's lap, her clothing seeping up crimson life that once filled her mother. She did the only thing she could do, she sobbed uncontrollably.

It wasn't long before the police came, did their business and brought Evangeline back home a couple days after investigation. She had been at the wrong place at the wrong time was all. Eva urged the police that she would be just fine, and that she would give them a call if she wasn't. Reluctantly they left, and of course received no phone call there after. Evangeline would and could not leave the four walls of the apartment after that. Friends came and went, only getting broken promises or empty excuses. It wasn't until the year's rent was overdue that the higher authorities were involved once again.

How can anyone force a bird out of a cage when the bird has removed its own wings?

Spring Hill was not ideal in the first, second or third week, but after getting some help with things Eva found herself feeling a bit more at home there than her apartment. Eva gets along with most of the residents and tries to be encouraging in group sessions. Staff seems to feel like she has improved greatly from when she first arrived.

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Baruel in the midst of Summer consisted of sweltering disgusting heat. The wind from the ocean was delightful but not easily felt through the perimeter of walls and buildings that blocked the inner districts. Eden included, but all residents had air conditioning or were able to cool off in their personal pools during these waves. Temperatures this Sunday had reached well over 100 degrees fahrenheit, and the mood swings of both districts were high. There is a reason that ice cream sales and murders were correlated.

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The president of MARCO was no exception as he could be found in his high rise wearing nothing but his underwear and a light grey cotton tee shirt. His shirt was damp with sweat as his hand was deep inside his bottoms, going to work. "Oh Elena.." he murmured, the latest VR googles adorning his face as he watched the altered adult content flash in front of his eyes. Joseph was enjoying himself greatly while his world below him was suffering. Chaos exploded as a group of activists had successfully pulled off their latest stunt. They had set fire to THREE central locations through out Baruel. One in Eden being the main meeting center. The other two places to be set aflame were an apartment complex in Korven as well as a entry and exit zone between the two districts.

A young female assistant came rushing into the suite, she had been given the entry code after serving MARCO for several years. "Sir!" the young woman gasped seeing their leader in such a state. Joseph used his free hand to remove the goggles as he removed his other hand from his pants and wiped it onto the couch that sat underneath him. What did I tell you about coming into my home during these hours?" The assistant nodded her head but began to speak quickly, "I'm sorry sir but there has been an emergency!" she swiped a few pages on her tablet as a holographic screen popped up showing the people running around as the fire began to engulf their belongings, their homes. "Send all the first respondents to the center, than send some to the border so that people don't sneak in without proper security clearance." A few more swipes of her tablet sent out the people needed for such an emergency.

"What about the apartment Sir?" the assistant asked meekly, as she watched Joseph stand up. "The people are setting their own homes on fire for what? They are mad about what? Try working harder or just being rich. I'll take any of these young women in this movement, fuck them good and turn them into something important. But no, they'd rather live like shit and set fire to the beds they sleep on." Joseph put on a button up shirt and a clip on tie as he walked over to his broadcasting system. His pants still gone. He smiled as the program booted up.

Soon his face would be casted on several large screens through out the city, as well as any and all television sets and proclaimed radio stations. "Good morning Baruel! The weather sure is hot!" he chuckled, "Due to this extreme heat it seems that mother nature has gotten the best of us and set some areas aflame. Please remember to cool your homes with MarCold Central Air and Heating Systems." A commercial would than be played for the previously named product. Joseph would appear back on screen for a moment, "Help will be sent as soon as possible. Please remember MARCO thanks you for your participation, have a great day!"

The broadcast ended as Joseph took off his top and threw it onto the floor, he turned to his assistant with a smirk "Send someone to clean me and my couch up." he demanded as he went to put the goggles back on his head, and settled back down.

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Back in Korven, people young and old tuned into the broadcast, while one apartment in particular fought for their lives. Screaming and coughing could be heard as people tried to help one another make sure not only their family was out safe but as much as their belongings as they could manage. The only available help would be one another until some sort of authority could arrive, which by then might be too late to salvage anything.

"Hey that's MY shit man!"

A young woman yelled at another woman who had been taking this trying moment as a time to increase her own pocket value. A purse containing a few hygienic products had been taken out of her hands in the midst of movement, "I'm sorry Monique." a man said, placing his hand on Monique's shoulder. She had been crashing at his apartment for the last week. "Not your fault. I'm sorry about your apartment.. shit man, what are you going to do?" she asked, the two of them outside as they watched it go up in smoke. "I'll go live with my parents or something, what are YOU going to do?" he asked as Monique adjusted her backpack on her small frame. A backpack containing her entire's life worth of material items. "I'm sure work will let me stay there for awhile again, I'm scared once I have to quit though, they won't want any pregnant chicks working, unless it's some real specific fuck comes in and requests it." she laughed with a genuinely sad tone as the two embraced.

"Keep in touch with me man, I'm going to head to work, if your parents don't let you come back I'll find something for you." the man nodded, as he turned back to the apartment and then once back to her. "Take care of yourself Mo, I wanna see that baby when it comes too, don't you go and sell that shit, I'll raise it if I have to." Monique nodded, waving as she headed to the dance club she worked at. It would be hours before the place would open, but she could work as a maid in the mean time and maybe convince the owner for her to stay there a few months while she figured a new living arrangement out.

Avalia

"I love you too Risa." Dionaea cooed. She knew the death of the elves would haunt both of them for the rest of the night and for nights to come but she also knew that if took this time to mourn the loss of a life it could mean at the cost of their own. The tension was heavy, and Dia could practically hear Hades' teeth grit against each other. He was nervous too, and in turn that made things a lot bigger than they were. This was not their normal humor and hi-jinks.

Risa's gasp startled Dionaea in response releasing a gasp from her own lips. "Risa!" she exclaimed, with a slight tone of punishment. She didn't mean anything by it, but her nerves were on their last strand after what had just happened. It was then the human came into view. His body was made of metal, which Dia immediately felt sorry for the creature. He probably never felt grass between his toes, let alone the joy of the wind swirling around your frame. It was clear to them that he was hurt, his wounds apparent and his face scrunched. Risa took no time to reach down to the man, and Dia followed quickly behind her. She was not skilled in healing as Risa was but she knew how to follow direction.

"Careful Risa..." she mentioned as the process began. Dia brought herself to her knees next to Risa. Her hands in her lap, but her eyes traveling along the entirety of the man. She knew that her friend was more than capable of healing this being, but they didn't know anything about his intentions let alone his name! Did humans even have names? They looked like one of them if you were to mask some of the obvious features and scents.

"I didn't exactly bring an extra dress." Dia laughed hesitantly, she knew this wasn't a time to joke but couldn't help her nature. "I think we can manage his smell with some stink bugs." she stated, thinking of a particular insect that would hide the natural smells of the human- but would also make him not pleasant to be around. "Perhaps a flora instead.." she pondered, as she looked around them in field as well as in her small satchel she often had around her waist.

The guttural scream from the human caused Dia's eyes to widen in fear and shock. She about tore Risa away from him instantly, but knew that the sound was one of pain rather than anger. "He's really hurt." Dionaea commented quietly to Risa. His voice was meek but clear enough for the two of them to hear, though what he was saying might as well have been in another dialect. "I think we got a broken one Risa.."

Dia giggled a little as she picked out some white flowers from her satchel. Jasmine was a very potent strong smelling flower, and would most likely be a good start to hide the smell from others. She began to mash them into a paste between her fingers when a grotesque yell could be heard, a Dark Elf stood near as he gave them his warning. The wolves and the panther all looking on them with distaste. She could hear the voices between them with nothing but anger filling their souls.

The bolt of black energy flew from the elf's reach as Dia grabbed Risa back from the blast. She knew Risa would be weak from trying the heal the human and used her own strength to pull her backwards. "Are you okay?"[/color] she questioned, to Risa wondering where Hades had traveled off too. He would have alerted them surely.

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@MissCapnCrunchI see a lot of talk about what essentially boils down to cyberpunk, is that the theme we're going for here? Cybernetics and all that jazz?

@Cleverbird

The overall theme is not cyberpunk, no (at least not what I wanted). I have been allowing it for some characters because there are technical advances but it's definitely not the overall "theme" I was going for. A lot of people in this community barely have a pot to piss in, and the only "tech" they have is their government issued ID which is an implant/tattoo. On the other end of the spectrum there could be people with tons of cybernetics in them but it all comes at a price $$$

Does that help things at all?