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Well now that I got the customary "post once" requirement out of the way....

HELLO

Welcome to my safe space. Well, about as safe as one space can be, I guess. If you are here looking for something, I am very sorry to disappoint you, but I made fresh cookies! Come sit a spell.

I guess I'll do some more in-depth stuff about myself. My name is Nick and I am 35 years old living in Illinois. I am a therapist and clinical responder (which is a fancy way of saying I go out on police calls to provide mental health assistance). Been doing therapy for a few years now and I absolutely love it!

I am a gay, cisgender man. I came out in January 2020 (smack dab in the middle of a pandemic. Timing was always my downfall). There is still much I am learning, but I am proud and happy to be who I really am and not have to hide it anymore!

I am an avid gamer, especially roleplaying games (cue surprised and shock noises). I also enjoy writing and reading, especially mysteries. I am not new to roleplay, I promise. I have been doing it for years now in different formats. I am experienced, even if it doesn't seem like it.

I use humor as a coping mechanism for sure, but I also like laughing and enjoying myself. Life can be pretty sad and upsetting for the most part and I don't want to add to it.

Whew! That got deep!

I will be poking my nose around in spaces and hoping to jump headfirst into this. Some interests I have in terms of roleplay settings include superheroes, DnD, science fiction/fantasy, mysteries, thrillers, horror stuffs, apocolypse, and espionage. And I am a fan of most things pop culture. If you have any suggestions or possible roleplays you think I would love, please let me know.

Otherwise, stick around! This is gonna get wild!

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Harlowe Cleopatra Dupointe
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Harlowe was one of seven children, very close to the bottom. Soon after her youngest siblign was born, her mother passed away. That left their father to attempt to take care of seven children all close together in age. To his credit, he did his best. Out of all his children, Harlowe was one the he saw fire in. A spirit just like her mother. It was Harlowe he instilled words of wisdom and a desire to fight when others try to hold you down.

However, her father couldn't manage the kids and soon they were taken out of their home and placed in the system. The siblings were separated, Harlowe moving around, never quite finding a place that felt like home. Suffering at the hands of people who never should have been approved to be foster parents, Harlowe sunk herself into music, finding escape in the words and melodies. It was here that Harlowe discovered her hyperhuman ability, using the music, she was able to increase the sound without the volume button.

Harlowe knew Hyperhumans were not looked well on and she didn't need another reason for foster parents to turn her away. However, after another round of physical abuse, Harlowe unleashed her power, uttering a scream that shattered a chunk of the house and left the abuser with permanent hearing loss. Harlowe was taken by her placement agent, sure she was on her way to prison. What Harlowe had not expected was to find herself at the front gates of some boarding school in Canada.
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__SECONDARY CLASSIFICATION || Elemental

Harlowe's ability is Sonokinesis or sound manipulation. Harlowe is able to take sound waves and maneuver them to her satisfaction. This includes mimicking, intensifying, hushing, distorting, warping, strengthening, echoing, speeding up, and slowing down sounds. Low frequencies can be dangerous and deadly to humans, causing internal damage, and high frequencies can't be heard through normal methods. Harlowe can use her ability in a fight if need be, such as a sonic scream or rendering her enemies unconscious. A side-effect of her ability is her finely tuned sense of hearing.

L I M I T A T I O N S || C R E A T I O N

Harlowe cannot just create a sound by thinking about it. For Harlower to be able to manipulate sound, a sound must exist. As an example, Harlowe uses her voice, she must begin speaking to be able to manipulate her voice. To silence her footsteps, she must make the sound of the footstep so she can manipulate it.

W E A K N E S S E S || N U L L I F I C A T I O N

Anything that can be used to nullify sound essentially makes Harlowe powerless. If Harlowe cannot hear the sound, she cannot manipulate the sound. Even with her great hearing, if she is deafened by anything, she cannot use her powers.
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Y O U A W A K E I N T H E D E A D O F N I G H T, W H A T W O K E Y O U?

It's the same damn dream again.

She is standing on a beach. She is not sure where the beach is, but she has seen it before. She can hear footsteps on the sand. She turns to look but sees no one. She turns back and is face-to-face with a black shadow. The shadow takes on various forms in these dreams. This time, it is a man. One of the many who raised a fist at her. His eyes are vacant and soulless. His ears have blood running down them. His neck is twisted at an unfortunate angle. He opens his mouth and has no tongue.

But he screams. And she screams.

And she is awake. Covered in sweat she looks around. She is safe. Or as safe as one can be.

A D I S H E V E L E D S T R A N G E R A P P R O A C H E S Y O U A S K I N G F O R H E L P, H O W D O Y O U R E S P O N D?

Harlowe is wary. She doesn't trust strangers on a good day, but being that she is a Black girl in America, she is doubly distrusting. Though she knows how to take care of herself. She will speak to the person and see what they want. If she can help, great. If not, she can at least point them in the right direction. This is the type of person she wants to help, after all.

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Harlowe fights her gut instinct to lower the volume of the alarm. It is sounding for a reason. She does not panic, rather she will go and see if anyone else needs help. This could be for a number of reasons and it would serve no one to cause panic if it is not warranted.


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Harlowe is not the type of person to keep her feelings to herself. If she does not like you, you will know about it. Often considered loud and abrasive, Harlowe sees herself as "true to herself". Harlowe does not sit by while others are hurting or in need of help. If Harlowe notices someone being put down, she will quickly step in to take on the challenge, even if the person she is up against is bigger, stronger, faster, or whatever else. This can lead her to dangerous situations, but she does not care. Evil wins when good people are silent. Despite this, Harlowe keeps her friends close and is protective of them, going to battle for them whenever they ask (and, more often than not, when they don't ask). She is slow to trust, but once the trust is earned she is an ally for life.


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Harlowe does not know the definition of silence. Since grade school, when her 3rd-grade teacher brought a test up that was never assigned, Harlowe has taken it upon herself to speak to move mountains. Harlowe is comfortable in front of a crowd and is easily able to sway people to her side. When faced with opposition, Harlowe doesn't back down and, instead, is fueled by the battle.


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A side-effect of her hyperhuman ability, Harlowe has enhanced hearing. This allows her to hear things the average person is unable to. A whisper, soft footsteps. If the other person doesn't want Harlowe to know, she is more than likely able to hear it.


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Music has always spoken to Harlowe. Ever since she could remember, she has had a keen eye for music. While not so much singing or playing an instrument, Harlow is able to take music and create something memorable out of it. She does this both by being a DJ and songwriting, as well as the technical know-how of producing it. This could be a byproduct of her hyperhuman ability, but either way Harlowe can make music truly sing.

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Peregrine Mayfield




Location: Asteroid
Skills: Mediumship
Fit Of The Day



Obviously, their situation wasn't ideal. Granted, they weren't dead. Could have easily gotten them in the sphere things that brought them here.

Perry didn't mind that though looking at Flynn. She shook it off. Focus Perry! Disaster is abound. Perry thought for a second: where were Ed and Barry? Did they follow her here? She knew spirits, once bound, were connected to her, but she hadn't considered how that would be in space. She never thought ONCE she would even be in space. Taking a moment while the others talked amongst themselves, she reached out to see if there were any spirits nearby. If she had to fight, she hoped there would be someone here. Otherwise, this would be over long before it started.

Thankfully, she felt a connection and recognized it. Both Ed and Barry were here. She felt solace in that fact. Able to take on whatever was next!

Which, as it turned out, seemed to be coming. Footsteps approaching them. Could be friend or foe. "Let's not be too hasty. Could be a similar thing like Flynn where they were brought here. Or could be some horrible monster creatures living on this rock. Best to be prepared regardless." Not much of a fighter herself, Perry raised her fists, ready to unleash a world of mild hurt on whoever was coming.
Sabine Bassard

Location: Mailroom -> Spaceship
Skills: N/A
First Day Fit





As weird as it was having a sword, Mai was on some weird bullshit now too where she deja vu'd regarding her sword. How was that possible? She had only just gotten it and from her mother of all people. "The day keeps getting weirder and it was already batshit to begin with. Maybe the others will know? But even then, I'll be coming with a fucking sword on my hip. That'll get their attention."

Sabine left the mailroom, making sure Mai followed, as they went back to the ship. Hopefully, the others had gotten their fill of the thing and were ready to move on elsewhere. "Obviously I am not joining some nerd science club, but I wonder what other options there are. Any clubs you are interested in?" Debate? Drama? Mock Trial? Yearbook? She would have to be in a leadership position, of course. She relished the opportunities. After all, despite this being a weird school, it was still a school. And whatever happened after, anything that gave her a leg up was necessary.

Soon, they reached the ship and saw the others. Well, their group at least. There were some more people here that she was, more or less, not excited by. Some familiar, some not. "Hey losers, miss us? Notice anything new?" Sabine asked, making sure her sword was out and displayed. She directed this to mainly Danni, Dorian, and April.
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Discord really did kill OOCs for good, huh.


I'm just tired of seeing my notifications say someone posted in PRCU only to have it be a constant back and forth between y'all when there is a Discord server you could be doing that in.
There's a perfectly good Discord server where these 'hilarious' back and forth gif wars could be occurring
Color me interested

C A L L I O P E
C A L L I O P E
Location: Pacific Royal Collegiate & University - Dundas Islands, Pacific Ocean
The Homecoming Trials #1.66: Doing It Right This Time

Interaction(s): Banjo @Hound55, Makenna @Tackytaff
Previously: I Told You so


It could have gone better. She could admit that much.

Soon, almost everyone was joining the fray. This all could have been avoided had Banjo not insisted on going to socialize with others. Though in his defense, he was met with resistance for no reason. And then everyone else came up to diffuse the situation or make things better and it reminded her of home.

No, not the picture-perfect home they showed for cameras. The real one. Her parents arguing. Her brother locked up in his room pretending he was someone else's child. And her, alone. Always alone.

And to come here with no expectations of being a part of any team or forging connections, she decided to give it a try and the one person she found was tolerable and cool was seemingly doing all he could to not be with her. Did he hate her?

Trace's words could have bothered her had Banjo not intervened. Even if it was tame compared to the lashing he gave Inigo. Calli got the sense he was holding back. Was it for his benefit? Trace's? Either way, Banjo seemed to have noticed someone else in need of some cheering up as he made his way over to the lone girl. Calliope hadn't noticed her. Though in her defense, Calli didn't really pay much attention to the others. Calliope left them to get it sorted as she followed Banjo. The girl had noticed them. And then promptly spilled her guts all over.

Before Calli could run up to check on the girl, Tad and another person named Jessica had made their way over, checking on her, tasking Banjo and her to let the others know about dinner. Calli had a feeling it was a way of getting them back to the others and not doing any more damage to the girl, despite not saying or doing anything. Though Calli was sure she heard the argument and Banjo's raised voice. She was probably worried Banjo was about to lay into her.

Calli sidled up to Banjo and laced her hand in his. As they got to the others, Calli called over to Mackenna. "Tad said to let you know that there are three types of kababs. One with chicken and one with veggie, but do not eat the ones with red peppers though as that is beef."

Before she knew it, Tad was back over to them. Chewing them out for how they were acting and letting them know about tomorrow. Calli was surprised. A team swap? She was sure this was the team she would be stuck with. Hadn't she thought before about that possibility? Of being able to be with a new team? At this point, did she want to? Did Banjo? She wondered who, if any of them, would leave. Wasn't this supposed to be about team-building? Granted, they didn't do a fine job of that thus far, but surely some time together had established something?

Calliope enjoyed storms, but even then, she wasn't thrilled about being caught up in one. Even with a tent as nice as the one provided. "So, what are everyone's thoughts on this team swap? I'll be the first to admit I had considered that possibility back at the campus. Now, I don't know. Hard to say if I think this team will flop or not on day 1. We didn't get off on the right foot, so maybe we can try to fix that now? I'm Calliope. My power is ice manipulation." She opened the floor to others.

Was she fighting for them to stick around? Or was this an attempt to solidify whoever wanted to leave?
Sabine Bassard

Location: Mailroom
Skills: Super Cool Sword Skills
First Day Fit





Sabine let the sword rest in her hand, unsure as to how to proceed. On the one hand, she was just given a gift by her mother, who was supposed to be dead, opening up all sorts of wounds and leaving lots of questions unanswered. Did her father know? Was her mother okay?

On the other hand, she just got a fricken cool sword!

Sabine moved the sword around, comfortable in the mail room alone with Mai. "Well, at least this isn't like a typical American high school where this would be immediately confiscated. Hell, half the student body walks around with weapons and some can blow things up with a wave of their hand. Though, how I got it leaves me..."

Before Sabine could finish that thought, she had been playing around with the sword when she felt, something. Almost like the sword was calling out to her to tell her 'hey dude, I got some awesome things to show you'. Sure enough, when Sabine unleashed what she felt, a force field appeared around her. The force field pushed some papers and other office supplies around them, but otherwise caused no other damage. Mai, who would have been within the realm, would also be protected by the force field.

"Holy crap! Okay, wow, that happened!" Sabine shut the field off before sheathing the sword along her hip. It looked more badass that way.

"Well, that's a thing I know have. Shall we head back to the birthday boy and the others and see what's next for the rest of the day?" Despite her approval of the sword, in the back of her mind, Agatha's fortune replayed itself. Dealing with the past. The gift from her mom. It had to be connected.

C A L L I O P E
C A L L I O P E
Location: Pacific Royal Collegiate & University - Dundas Islands, Pacific Ocean
The Homecoming Trials #1.59: I Told You so

Interaction(s): Banjo @Hound55, Iñigo @Mao Mao, Haleigh @Kuro, Rory @webboysurf
Previously: Kumbaya


Calliope stood there.

It was interesting, what occurred in those few minutes since they walked over. Not all of it was bad. Haleigh, the girl in the wheelchair, was a real sweetheart. Everything else slowly turned to shit as Iñigo ignored her and looked over to Banjo and proceeded to then ignore him, adding insult to injury. Banjo, unsurprisingly, rose up and laid into Iñigo.

This was also on top of one of their own literally shooting into the sky, though that was the least of her concerns at this point.

And then as if the situation wasn't bad enough, wonderboy decided to mosey on over and tell Banjo to calm down! As if inserting yourself into an argument that had very little to do with you wasn't annoying enough, he then only pointed out that what Banjo did was wrong. And if Calliope was being honest, Iñigo was the bigger dick in this situation.

"With all due respect, you know very little about the situation so maybe just focus on your football throwing and let the grown-ups have a discourse," she said to Rory. "As for you," she addressed Iñigo, "I came over here offering help and you didn't even acknowledge me, let alone how rude you treated Banjo, who also only offered help. A simple 'no we have it' would have sufficed, but as you clearly didn't even know about the lever I'll wait for a 'thank you Banjo' instead. We're supposed to be a team and bonding and stuff and I'll be the first to admit I cringed at that aspect, but at least I am trying. Banjo was trying too, and you essentially spat in his face."

Calliope took a beat to calm down before she went on, acknowledging Haleigh now, "Sorry, Haleigh. I agree that this should not be how things are handled. God, can you even imagine us at this point working as a team if this is how we act with each other on day 1? Sorry, Rory, about my grown-up comment. You meant well."

She walked over to Banjo, putting her hand on his in an attempt to get him to calm down. "You were right to suggest talking to the others. This was a misstep. That's all."
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