Morose

🧚🏻‍♀️ The Walking Dead - Year 6 Part 1

@Lady Amalthea Poor Éd might just soil himself now. :D I'm loving everything you're doing with Lyon, by the way. It's so amazing to see all the effort you're putting in. I'm truly grateful for that, Lady A <3

A New Dawn - A Star Wars RP

@Pundii You know, I actually had a dream last night that you posted in here :P

🧚🏻‍♀️ The Walking Dead - Year 6 Part 1

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Jack Hudson

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Location: Building F ---> the Mess Hall (Building 2)

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Jack felt as happy as could be, strolling down the street with Tatiana. His old habits told him that they shouldn't just wander, that they needed to check the area first, but he ignored them. They had found a place of safety, and they couldn't afford to live in fear forever. Living in fear was just surviving. They needed something more, something to help them get up each day, something worth fighting the good fight for.

Entering the Mess Hall, Jack heard the same call for help, and his gut pulled him in two directions. On one hand, he didn't want to let Tatiana out of his sight. The day had been too kind, too forgiving so far--it wouldn't be long before that would change, the pessimistic side of him said. On the other hand, by helping, he could start to become at home in this town. He could contribute, and aid with Tatiana's safety. "Anything happens, you get clear and stay safe, yeah?" Jack murmured, nuzzling Tatiana's nose slightly with his own. "Come an' find me if you need anything."

He smiled a bit, before putting his hands in his pockets slightly, and approached the fierce blonde. "I can give you a hand," Jack offered, with his hand bandaged up from breaking the glass earlier that day. It didn't bother him too much, and getting some physical work in would be nice. It would be logical, safe, and normal. "Don't know much about repairs, but I'm happy to learn."

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Édouard Riviere

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Location: Heard County High School (Franklin)

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Édouard gasped a bit, when Lyon pinned him against the wall, his poor stupid head unable to do much more than gasp for air. Air had never seemed so sweet in that moment, and he daydreamed a bit more of his time in Cyprus. He had fallen off of the ship once, after demonstrating that he could balance the tip of his sword on his hand, all while standing on the railing. By the time he went onto one foot, he had fallen, plunging down into the waters.

Air had been so sweet then too.

"Desolée, j'ai regardé dans le vide," Édouard muttered, his words almost puffy from the lack of oxygen. He came to around when Lyon proclaimed that he was going to be a stool pigeon, and the next thing he knew, he was on the floor. Groaning in pain, Édouard considered getting up, but the floor seemed rather comfortable. He closed his eyes, content to lie in the filth, as at least the floor was always there for him, always supporting him, never let him down.

His mind turned through several memories, struggling to put together some connections. Such as how fond Alisanne was of the Lyon "myth" and the argument Darcey had with Alisanne. Édouard was too thick to put it together, but Édouard wasn't the only Riviere sibling that Alisanne had wanted dead. However, before he could let himself take a nice little nap, he was pulled off of the ground by his hair, and he screamed a bit. His precious locks! The gorgeous hair that women all around the world had fawned over! His vanity brought his rage back, and had he not found it repetitive, he would have spat in Lyon's face.

"Je ne suis pas un enfant, Lyon," Édouard reminded the man, a new scheme sifting through his mind. It would take careful implementation, but how sweet it would be...It amused him, and he smiled almost childishly, blood staining his teeth--whether or not it was his or from the human remains in the room, he couldn't be certain.

Translations

Desolée, j'ai regardé dans le vide. = Sorry, I zoned out.
Je ne suis pas un enfant, Lyon. = I am not a child, Lyon.

🦄 Murder High Reunion - Concluded

@Lady Amalthea I'm loving the tension. :3 The character(s) I based her off of had a knack for losing friends like that too. But hey, he hugged her in Justice so I guess it works out? XD

🧚🏻‍♀️ The Walking Dead - Year 6 Part 1

@Lady Amalthea Will be posting tonight after archaeology notes ^^

Abandoned Hope - Concluded

@Pundii @Lady Amalthea Mercurial's CS has officially arrived! Huzzah!

Abandoned Hope - Concluded

Mercurial Crypt

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Mercurial Crypt

"The early maggot gets the corpse."

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Character Summary

Name: Mercurial Veneris Crypt
Aliases: Lizzie Borden
Age: Old enough to know that as long as I live in my parents' mausoleum, I'll die by their rules
Birthday: Mother can never quite recall whether it was a Wednesday or a Friday
Ethnicity: All
Birth Place: Walla Walla, Washington
Place of Residency: Number 1 Sealth Road
Hometown Walla Walla, Washington
Gender: Female
Highest Level of Education: Homeschooling
Occupation: Amateur Executioner
Languages: English, Latin

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Appearance

Height: 5'2"
Weight: 120 pounds
Body Type: Average
Eye Color: Hazel
Hair Color and Style: Darker than black, always in her signature braids.
Skin Tone: Paler than death itself.
Tattoos/Scars/Piercings: Scarred wrists
Personal Style: Mercurial's style doesn't vary. She dresses each day as if attending a funeral, wearing the black dress with white collar, black shoes, and black stockings. Grim, solemn, and serious is a good descriptor for her.

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Psychology

Poetic * Sadistic * Imaginative * Morbid

Sexuality: Grey Asexual
Relationship Status: Single
Personality: Dark, morose, and perhaps a bit terrifying. Mercurial is not at all afraid to be her own person, and she holds her own values very strongly. She is Nietzsche's autonomous man at her core, making her own decisions and her own values, without relying on ideas such as religion in order to guide her conscience. Her face is always calm, showcasing perhaps a singular expression. Psychopathic tendencies are something that could describe her, as she can be a bit murderous, and seem insane. But as her mother is fond of saying, what's normal for the spider is chaos for the fly.

Habits: Keeping her face blank, smiling creepily, staring
Hobbies: Raising spiders, waking the dead,
Fears:

• Becoming normal
• Assimilation to cultural standards
• The loss of her family

Likes:

• Beheadings
• Maggots
• The Reign of Terror
• The Bermuda Triangle
• Poisons
• Painting gory scenes
• Great Aunt Calpurnia
• Murder
• Death
• Torture
• Misfits

Dislikes:

• Disney Films
• Camp Chipewa
• WASPs
• False depictions of history
• Pink
• Lace
• Normalcy
• Alcohol
• Liars
• Bigots & racists

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Skills

General Skills:

• Knowledge of burial regulations
• Knowledge of serial killers
• How to get away with murder
• Basic potions
• Pyrotechnics
• Knowledge of genocides and reveloutions

Combat Skills:

• Guillotine Usage
• Judo
• High pain tolerance
• Sword fighting

Day to Day Belongings:

• Matches
• Lighter
• Gas mask
• Clothing: Black dress with white collar, white and black leggings, and black mary janes.
• Razor blades
• Coffin Shaped Handbag
• Morphine and atropine
• Protective amulet
• Spare hair ties

Possessions Kept at Home:

• Coffin
• Guillotine (a collection of them, really)
• Sword collection (gift from her father)
• Body bags (with and without corpses)
• Electric chair
• Decapitated doll, in her likeness
• More dresses; all identical
• Book collection (most of them featuring famous serial killers)

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History

Life Before The Apocalypse Mercurial, the eldest child of Belladonna and Javier Crypt, has always had a perhaps peculiar obsession with psychopaths and the dead. While her mother's area of interest was more with dark magic, and her father was cursed by the Aztecs, Mercurial's childhood heroes were Lizzie Borden and Jane Toppan. Her drawings horrified her teachers, especially when she depicted a many times great-grandmother being burned at the stake for witchcraft. And let's not even talk about the one time she went to summer camp...

Needless to say, Mercurial fit in rather well with the Crypt family. Playing Wake the Dead and with her electric chair were childhood hobbies of her that she has carried into adulthood. In fact, according to certain reports on file with the Seattle PD, Mercurial is suspecting as being behind a string of homicides occurring in 2011. Of course, there's no evidence behind that. She isn't sloppy with her work.

Most girls of her age would have left home already, and Mercurial is contemplating the idea. However, she is content for now to continue sleeping in her childhood coffin. There truly isn't anywhere else for her to go where she'll be accepted, a fact that Mercurial realizes. And the last institutions for trained killers-- the only decent ones in her opinion -- were already shut down.

Life Leading Up To the Apocalypse // What Brings You to Altsoba As mentioned before, Mercurial doesn't have much of a reason to leave Altsoba. She can find her parents to be suffocating and downright disgusting, but all loving parents want their children to die from asphyxiation one day. She understands it's merely the depth of her feelings. And beyond that, she does have a decent friend in town, a silly girl incarcerated for fourteen homicides. She can't just leave Jaina behind without slipping the girl a razor blade, now can she? That'd be awfully rude.

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Additional Information

Theme Song: Wednesday's Revolt - Addams Family Values
Deviances: "Wednesday's child is full of woe."
Extra Information: Adult Wednesday Addams
I'm Only Happy When It Rains - Garbage
I agree to follow the rules for this RP and understand that if I do not follow the rules, the GM or Co-GM may kick me out of this roleplay.

Haunted Isles

Well, tag me if you ever post in here again, okay? ^^

Abandoned Hope - Concluded

@Witch Cat Thank the trauma of three midterms in two days last week for my mercy :P

Abandoned Hope - Concluded

@Witch Cat Midterms? Man, I feel you there. Maybe it's me getting weak and soft hearted but I'll give you an extension to Saturday. Midterms man. *shudders*