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Well, I'm back. Let's hope that last year's concussion doesn't have a follow-up planned.
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8 yrs ago
To absent friends, lost loves, old gods, and the season of mists; and may each and every one of us always give the Devil his due.
9 yrs ago
And when you said hi, I forgot my dang name.
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10 yrs ago
Everything beautiful is math! Everything beautiful is a problem.
10 yrs ago
But whatever they offer you, don't feed the plants!
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Bio
Hi! I'm Naril. I write, build things, and I'm incredibly busy, all the time. I'm probably older than you. I'm not interested in isekai, school settings, sandboxes, excessively grimdark settings, or invitation-only threads; I'm very picky about militaria, I don't care for A Song of Ice and Fire, Nation roleplay bores me to tears, most fandom doesn't really catch my attention, and though I prefer Advanced-level writing, I'm not going to help you write your book (Unless you feel like paying my day rate) - which almost certainly means I'm not here. Some day, maybe. Probably not, though!
I am interested in science fiction, cyberpunk, space operas, and stories of working together, uplift, and progress. You'll catch my attention with fantasy adventures in an interesting world, or with almost any modern fantasy. I have a soft spot for superhero stories, and you might find me in the occasional Star Wars or Star Trek fandom.
My standards are high for myself and mild for everyone else; I love writing dialogue and making you feel like you can taste the place I'm creating. I write in the style I like to read, which is the part I find fun. If you want an example of the authors I enjoy, look at Ann Leckie, Tamsyn Muir, N.K. Jemisin, Martha Wells, Katherine Addison, and Terry Pratchett.
Physical Description: The man - he hadn’t introduced himself, but he acted like a cop, so why ask questions - sighed, and pulled out a notebook. He thumbed through the pages, then leaned forward, pen poised.
“And how would you describe this…person?” He said, with a voice like smoke on asphalt.
“A fucking nutcase, that’s how,” came an affronted voice, “I mean, I dunno, five seven, five eight? Hot, if you like that she’s-probably-gay kind of look. Long coat, like an old trench coat, red button-down, black pants. Probably Asian?”
“Can you be more specific than that?” The pen made soft noises, the man didn’t look up, “What part of Asia?”
“Fuck you, man, how the fuck should I know?” A cough, “Her eyes are fucked up, though. Not the right colors. I thought they were contacts, because who has orange eyes? Doesn’t make any sense.”
“And you’re sure they’re not contacts.”
“Her eyes fucking glowed, man! When that thing came through the wall, she -”
“Thank you. We’ll take it from here,” the man said, tucking the notebook away.
A finger jabbed the air, somehow not quite pointing at the man. “Hey, she kicked me in the fucking balls, man, I want to -”
“We’ll be in touch.”
General Background:
Elementary school report card
Enormously inventive, an excellent storyteller. Seems to really believe in the stories she tells about “the half-man” that she insists can be seen in the school hallways, but she is beginning to scare the other children now that Halloween is behind us. We may need to discuss this at the next parent-teacher conference.
High school yearbook
Voted “Most Likely to Find a Body (Again).”
College
We regret to inform you that your application to Quinque College of the Arts cannot be accepted this year. This institution is enormously competitive, and there is never enough room for all of the potential applicants. However, we encourage you to apply to other institutes of higher learning, and wish you well in your future endeavors.
On a personal note, our staff found your apparently-fictional autobiography tremendously entertaining, and also deeply terrifying. You may do well to consider a career in fiction writing.
All the best,
Quinque Admissions Team
Career
Bureau of Investigative and Security Licensure 563 Canal Ave Suite 44
Dear Ms. Go,
It has come to our attention that prior to sitting for your private investigator license exam, you failed to disclose certain information to our Licensure Board. We refer, in specific, to your felony convictions for going equipped for burglary, breaking and entering, and aggravated assault in 2018. Felony convictions alone would prohibit you from acquiring a license from this Bureau, and even should we allow an exception, your lack of forthrightness is deeply troubling to us.
We request that you do not attempt to pursue this career, and with this denial, we will consider the matter closed.
Your sincerely,
Grady Hatch BISL Director
Tinder profile
Felicity, 39 5 miles away
Sometimes I hear them through the walls. Not my neighbors. The spirits, the ghosts. Those who came before.
Maybe if we both play our cards right, we can see who comes next, eh?
Powers:
I see dead people - Felicity can perceive ghosts, revenants, and the unquiet spirits of the dead. That doesn’t mean that those spirits care that she can see them - though of course, some do. Felicity is equally comfortable with avoiding their notice, or pulling what awareness they have to herself if she needs - or wants to try - to speak with them.
Speaker to the Dead - There is a period of time after death where the soul remains bound to the body, and Felicity can communicate with it during that time. She has to physically touch the body, and the information is received as emotion, images, sense-memories, or single words rather than a cogent and coherent conversation.
Get the hell out - The most dramatic of Felicity’s strengths; she is an exorcist, a ghostbuster, a necromantic scalpel. Every exorcist has their own ritual, and Felicity’s is more dangerous than most. She requires physical proximity to the spirit (or its anchor in the physical world world), then time enough to find the being’s true name, then willpower enough to usher the spirit to the next world through that name, often but not exclusively through the medium of chant or very specific prayer.
Fear: Being the cause of a spirit’s justifiable wrath, not finishing something she’s set her mind to, making the world - this one or the one after - worse.
Desire: To find out why things are getting so much worse lately, and to shield those truly unable to defend themselves from what’s coming.
Please delete my post here: roleplayerguild.com/topics/195524-a-h… (should be post 1 of the Character tab), I completely autopiloted through posting something and it should not have been there.
@Naril Looks good! Could you move it to OOC until character selection is done?
Oh my god, I'm so sorry about that. Total autopilot brain.
Name: Felicity (Fix) Go
Character Concept : Exorcist and spirit-caller
Physical Description: The man - he hadn’t introduced himself, but he acted like a cop, so why ask questions - sighed, and pulled out a notebook. He thumbed through the pages, then leaned forward, pen poised.
“And how would you describe this…person?” He said, with a voice like smoke on asphalt.
“A fucking nutcase, that’s how,” came an affronted voice, “I mean, I dunno, five seven, five eight? Hot, if you like that she’s-probably-gay kind of look. Long coat, like an old trench coat, red button-down, black pants. Probably Asian?”
“Can you be more specific than that?” The pen made soft noises, the man didn’t look up, “What part of Asia?”
“Fuck you, man, how the fuck should I know?” A cough, “Her eyes are fucked up, though. Not the right colors. I thought they were contacts, because who has orange eyes? Doesn’t make any sense.”
“And you’re sure they’re not contacts.”
“Her eyes fucking glowed, man! When that thing came through the wall, she -”
“Thank you. We’ll take it from here,” the man said, tucking the notebook away.
A finger jabbed the air, somehow not quite pointing at the man. “Hey, she kicked me in the fucking balls, man, I want to -”
“We’ll be in touch.”
General Background:
Elementary school report card
Enormously inventive, an excellent storyteller. Seems to really believe in the stories she tells about “the half-man” that she insists can be seen in the school hallways, but she is beginning to scare the other children now that Halloween is behind us. We may need to discuss this at the next parent-teacher conference.
High school yearbook
Voted “Most Likely to Find a Body (Again).”
College
We regret to inform you that your application to Quinque College of the Arts cannot be accepted this year. This institution is enormously competitive, and there is never enough room for all of the potential applicants. However, we encourage you to apply to other institutes of higher learning, and wish you well in your future endeavors.
On a personal note, our staff found your apparently-fictional autobiography tremendously entertaining, and also deeply terrifying. You may do well to consider a career in fiction writing.
All the best,
Quinque Admissions Team
Career
Bureau of Investigative and Security Licensure 563 Canal Ave Suite 44
Dear Ms. Go,
It has come to our attention that prior to sitting for your private investigator license exam, you failed to disclose certain information to our Licensure Board. We refer, in specific, to your felony convictions for going equipped for burglary, breaking and entering, and aggravated assault in 2018. Felony convictions alone would prohibit you from acquiring a license from this Bureau, and even should we allow an exception, your lack of forthrightness is deeply troubling to us.
We request that you do not attempt to pursue this career, and with this denial, we will consider the matter closed.
Your sincerely,
Grady Hatch BISL Director
Tinder profile
Felicity, 39 5 miles away
Sometimes I hear them through the walls. Not my neighbors. The spirits, the ghosts. Those who came before.
Maybe if we both play our cards right, we can see who comes next, eh?
Powers:
I see dead people - Felicity can perceive ghosts, revenants, and the unquiet spirits of the dead. That doesn’t mean that those spirits care that she can see them - though of course, some do. Felicity is equally comfortable with avoiding their notice, or pulling what awareness they have to herself if she needs - or wants to try - to speak with them.
Speaker to the Dead - There is a period of time after death where the soul remains bound to the body, and Felicity can communicate with it during that time. She has to physically touch the body, and the information is received as emotion, images, sense-memories, or single words rather than a cogent and coherent conversation.
Get the hell out - The most dramatic of Felicity’s strengths; she is an exorcist, a ghostbuster, a necromantic scalpel. Every exorcist has their own ritual, and Felicity’s is more dangerous than most. She requires physical proximity to the spirit (or its anchor in the physical world world), then time enough to find the being’s true name, then willpower enough to usher the spirit to the next world through that name, often but not exclusively through the medium of chant or very specific prayer.
Fear: Being the cause of a spirit’s justifiable wrath, not finishing something she’s set her mind to, making the world - this one or the one after - worse.
Desire: To find out why things are getting so much worse lately, and to shield those truly unable to defend themselves from what’s coming.
Hi! I'm Naril. I write, build things, and I'm incredibly busy, all the time. I'm probably older than you. I'm not interested in isekai, school settings, sandboxes, excessively grimdark settings, or invitation-only threads; I'm very picky about militaria, I don't care for A Song of Ice and Fire, Nation roleplay bores me to tears, most fandom doesn't really catch my attention, and though I prefer Advanced-level writing, I'm not going to help you write your book (Unless you feel like paying my day rate) - which almost certainly means I'm not here. Some day, maybe. Probably not, though!
I[i] am [/i]interested in science fiction, cyberpunk, space operas, and stories of working together, uplift, and progress. You'll catch my attention with fantasy adventures in an interesting world, or with almost any modern fantasy. I have a soft spot for superhero stories, and you might find me in the occasional Star Wars or Star Trek fandom.
My standards are high for myself and mild for everyone else; I love writing dialogue and making you feel like you can taste the place I'm creating. I write in the style I like to read, which is the part I find fun. If you want an example of the authors I enjoy, look at Ann Leckie, Tamsyn Muir, N.K. Jemisin, Martha Wells, Katherine Addison, and Terry Pratchett.
<div style="white-space:pre-wrap;">Hi! I'm Naril. I write, build things, and I'm incredibly busy, all the time. I'm probably older than you. I'm not interested in isekai, school settings, sandboxes, excessively grimdark settings, or invitation-only threads; I'm very picky about militaria, I don't care for A Song of Ice and Fire, Nation roleplay bores me to tears, most fandom doesn't really catch my attention, and though I prefer Advanced-level writing, I'm not going to help you write your book (Unless you feel like paying my day rate) - which almost certainly means I'm not here. Some day, maybe. Probably not, though! <br><br>I<span class="bb-i"> am </span>interested in science fiction, cyberpunk, space operas, and stories of working together, uplift, and progress. You'll catch my attention with fantasy adventures in an interesting world, or with almost any modern fantasy. I have a soft spot for superhero stories, and you might find me in the occasional Star Wars or Star Trek fandom.<br><br>My standards are high for myself and mild for everyone else; I love writing dialogue and making you feel like you can taste the place I'm creating. I write in the style I like to read, which is the part I find fun. If you want an example of the authors I enjoy, look at Ann Leckie, Tamsyn Muir, N.K. Jemisin, Martha Wells, Katherine Addison, and Terry Pratchett.</div>
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