PatientBean

Lamplight

So I am thinking this may be dead, which is a shame

I know you are relatively new on here Antartica, but I did enjoy the setting and the RP and I hope we can do it again in the future.

〖 𝚁 𝙾 𝙶 𝚄 𝙴 𝚁 𝙾 𝚆 〗⌠ The Fall from Disgrace ⌡⌠ British Espionage / Crime RP⌡

• C H A R A C T E R B I O •

BIO

Government Name: Avalon St. Sebastien

Known As: Ava, Aves, Frost B*tch

Age: 32

Height & Build: 5'9'', Slender

Credentials: Graduated with top honors at Cambridge University with a BA in Psychological and Behavioral Sciences
MPhil in Criminology as part of a 10-month research program
MSt in Applied Criminology, Penology, and Management

Employment History: Two years during school as a secretary, promoted to HR and remained for two more years
Three years as Criminal Intelligence Analyst for Metropolitan Police
Intelligence Officer for MI5, promoted to Internal Security and Vetting Agent

Job Title @ Rogue Row: Intelligence Officer

Desirable Traits: Methodical, Courageous, Resourceful, Steadfast

Undesirable Traits: Critical, Meddlesome, Opinonated, Vindictive

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• R O G U E R O W I N T E R V I E W •

ROGUE ROW INTERVIEW INVITE EMAIL

Dear Ms. St. Sebastien ,

Congratulations, you are formally invited to attend a face-to-face interview with RR branch Director Erin Delaney-Rayner. Upon careful review of each prospective candidate, you’ve been hand-picked and selected for the final interview stage.

Please attend the below location @ 13:00, 15/01/26.

27 Seymour Street, London, W1H 7EJ.

Please note this email will be unavailable to view exactly 60 seconds post monitored viewing. We encourage candidates to memorise the aforementioned address.

Your discretion is both advised and appreciated.

We look forward to meeting you,

RR Administrative

YOUR CHARACTER’S INTERVIEW

“Afternoon. Director Erin Delaney-Rayner. Pleasure’s all mine. I won’t waste our time with pleasantries nor will I be wasting breath on company benefits, bleating some brainwashing bullshit about how this is your second chance... We both know there’s no dental insurance or gym memberships for Rogue Row Recruits. Frankly, we’ve barely got a functioning Nespresso Machine.

I’ll start by thanking you for your time and consideration, Agent. It’s not easy for any of us being here. Deputy General and I spent an unnerving amount of time scouring the database for… Well… Agents like you.

The brief is simple. MET’s in the shit. Deeply. We’re the rescue squad. Buck stops with us now. Guess the squeaky clean ain’t cleaning up. Funny that… We’ll be working entirely out of this miserable office building with no access to MI5 resources nor staff nor a working boiler. It’s just us. But I’m getting ahead of myself. And anyway, you read the Info Pack we couriered, right? Disposed of it as instructed, yes? Good.

Let’s start with the elephant in the room, shall we? Tell me about why you’re at Rogue Row and not at HQ?

"Ha, funny that. I could easily sit here and suggest it was all the upper echelons, or it was that twat-face, pardon my French, Rupert, who somehow pulled the wool over everyone's eyes when I knew he was nothing more than a pretty face and rose-tinted words, but we both know when they want you out, you're out. What did they call it? 'Not being a team player,' I think was tossed around. Guess that's part of why I am here. The other is because I didn't, nor will I, stay quiet about it. But I need a paycheck and I miss the work."

Alright. That tracks with what I’ve got on file… Want to tell me why you’re willing to drop back into the Field? Sure you’ve got the minerals this time?

"I've spent years doing my job and doing it well. Call it love of King and country, call it loyalty, call it punching in for a paycheck, but I was damn good at my job. Not going to lie down and let them screw me over. So yeah, I have the stones."

When you were based at MI5, what was your speciality? And when in your career did it transpire that this was where your talents would reside?

"I've always had a knack for reading people. Had it ever since I was a little girl and our neighbors were interested in...let's say 'other avenues'. What my parents called 'quirky' I called an intense need for investigation and discovering secrets that many didn't want found out. I could never sit idly by and move on. When I felt that itch, I needed to know. Law enforcement made sense then, but I wanted more than driving around and picking up drunk and disorderlies or stopping tavern brawls. When I was recruited into MI5, I finally felt like the puzzle pieces that were my life were finally filling in (edges first, of course). While I was trained to be an agent, my skill-set served them better in ensuring the internal avenues of MI5 were working as needed. After all, they are nothing without the people they employ. If there's one bad seed, the entire crop is dead."

Alright. That’s what I thought. Your file speaks volumes but I really like to hear straight from the horses mouth. Now… This branch is going to be a fucked-up hybrid of Major Crimes, Anti-Terrorism and Specialised Surveillance/Reconnaissance… Are you prepared to be spread so thin you can barely sleep? Barely eat? We’re going to be living and breathing this, this shit right here. Are you prepared to make the sacrifices necessary for the assignment?

"Truth be told, I haven't had a decent night's sleep for years now, so that's just par for the course, isn't it? I need to be back in. If I don't, they win. That and I don't have much else going on."

Says here you were one of MI5s most coveted agents… Seems everyone at HQ wanted a slice of you then no one would touch you with a fucking barge pole. What’s going to hold you back from being the biggest regret they’ve ever had?

"I won't lie, there's plenty of people I would love nothing more than to stick it to. The doubters, the haters, the ones who swept in and took what I found and made it their own, but I am also not stupid enough to think I could easily do so without fallback. Despite it all, I still enjoy the job, know I am good at it, and know that without the efforts, the country and the world could be in danger. So if I need to swallow my pride and eat a delicious bag of crow along with a decent cup of tea, then I will do so. I may break a mirror or a dish in the process, but I know a guy who can replace them easily."

Great. Perfect. Thanks so much for your time today. That’ll be all. I’ll be in touch. Fix the Nespresso Machine on your way out, if you can.

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• F A C E C L A I M •



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~ BLACK FLAGS OF THE ABECEAN ~

Laelette Bellamont

Laelette Bellamont

There's nothing more powerful than magic at your fingertips.

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___________________________________ P R O F I L E Height 5'7'' Weight 128 lbs Sex/Gender Female Race Breton Age 26 Birthsign The Lover Class Mage ___________________________________ C A P A B I L I T I E S Attributes Intelligence = 40 + 10 (Racial) = 50 Willpower = 40 + 10 (Racial) = 50 Strength = 40 - 10 (Racial) = 30 Agility = 40 - 10 (Racial) = 30 Speed = 40 Endurance = 40 - 10 (Racial) = 30 Personality = 40 Luck = 50 Skills Major: Alchemy = 25 + 5 (Racial) = 30 Alteration = 25 + 5 (Racial) = 30 Conjuration = 25 + 10 (Racial) = 35 Destruction = 25 Illusion = 25 + 5 (Racial) = 30 Mysticism = 25 + 10 (Racial) = 35 Restoration = 25 + 10 (Racial) = 35 Minor: Armorer = 5 Athletics = 5 Blade = 5 Block = 5 Blunt = 5 Hand to Hand = 5 Heavy Armor = 5 Acrobatics = 5 Light Armor = 5 Marksman = 5 Mercantile = 5 Security = 5 Sneak = 5 Speechcraft = 5 Spells Fortify Magic (Racial), Resist Magic (Racial), Dragon Skin (Racial), Lover's Kiss (Birthsign), Bound Dagger, Flash Bolt, Hailstone, Shock, Commanding Touch, Heal Major Wounds ___________________________________ I N V E N T O R Y Weapons & Tools Mortar and Pestle, Steel Dagger Outfit/Armor Dark purple mage robes, black boots, leather gloves Consumables 3 Potion of Healing, 1 Potion of Chameleon, 3 Potion of Magicka, 2 Poison of Paralysis, Dragon's Tongue, Foxglove Nectar, Lady's Mantle Leaves, Lavender, Nightshade Valuables 700 Septims, Sapphire stone Misc Journal, Ink pot and quill, Various books, Lavender Necklace ___________________________________

____________________________________________________________________________ APPEARANCE Laelette is a Breton woman with light skin, a fair complexion, and dark brown eyes. She has long, blonde hair that falls to her mid-back. She has a scar along her right shoulder to her collarbone. Laelette typically wears robes and dresses, accompanied by boots and a hood. Her hair is usually worn down or tied into a ponytail. She wears cosmetics in neutral or dark tones. ____________________________________________________________________________ MOTIVATION AND OUTLOOK Laelette is a lover of knowledge and often seeks to learn as much as she can about a topic, especially if it involves magic. She sees the pursuit of knowledge as the most enriching thing a person can do. With her past, Laelette views the upper class and the wealthy elite as vile and evil and deserves none of what they earn. Laelette also has a strong moral compass when it comes to those who feel they can bully others or push others down because they assume they are better than them. As such, her morality is more gray than black and white, and she feels that sometimes a person must take justice into their own hands. Laelette is not afraid to back down from a fight, which can get her into trouble. ____________________________________________________________________________ BACKGROUND A daughter of a disgraced lord, Laelette grew up with privilege that was taken away from her. As such, she had developed a strong hatred of the upper echelons and a desire to see them face consequences. Inspired by her love of knowledge and the pursuit of magic and the study of it, Laelette put effort into learning all she could and developing her magical attunement. When she came of age, she applied to join the Mage's College to learn more. Laelette proved to be so into her studies that she often isolated herself. This made her have very few friends and more than one enemy. One such student had decided to make her life hell. The young son of a nobleman, it became evident early on that he deserved little of what he had. After pushing her endlessly, he met the end of her fist, which caused an uproar in the college. Violence against another student was frowned upon, and, given his background, Laelette was promptly expelled. Fueled by her desire to still learn magic and to seek revenge against the people who feel they are above others, Laelette trained as much as she could while she wandered. Her magical skills grew, and she developed a small reputation for her use of magic in fighting against bandits, slave traders, and vile nobles who treated others as inferior. It was rumored that a nobleman's home was burned down because she set fire to it, though the investigation proved fruitless, and she never confirmed or denied. Having spent most of her life traveling, she has never had a permanent home. Opting to flee, she found herself in Anvil. Call it fortune or favor, but a ship was bound for parts unknown. Not one to look a gift horse in the mouth, Laelette booked passage, unaware how her life would be altered. ____________________________________________________________________________ RELATIONSHIPS AND OPINIONS Camriel Serishel - A high elven son of a noble lord who made Laelette's life in Mage School hell, and whom received a broken nose as a result. In the time since he graduated and has moved on to running his own household. He has never quite forgiven the troublesome Breton. Delphine - A young girl who resided in a village that Laelette had stayed in briefly. Laelette had noticed Delphine was being abused at home so Laelette took it upon herself to step in, chiding the parents and offering to find the girl a new home. She refused, but a growing power within Delphine was formed and magical capabilities were unlocked. Delphine has since looked up to Laelette as a type of role model. ____________________________________________________________________________ MISC ...

Strange Academy: Journey into Mystery

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Location: Library
Grimoire: N/A
Skills: N/A
Current Outfit

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Excited at the prospect of impressing Cal (and to a lesser extent, Nicky), Cassie glided her way through the expansive library. She felt a sense of wonder at the knowledge on the shelves, varying topics at hand. This was more than she ever thought possible. The books she received education from were tailored to her parent's specific standards. Cassie had come to realize how much she did not know about what went on outside her family's walls.

She would have to spend more time in here, but she had a task. Professor Mikkail wanted research done and she wanted to impress him. And if she happened to impress the others in her coven, well that was just the cherry on top.

She passed by a few other students and professors, nodding in greeting before they were swept away to their own tasks. She saw the sign for the Language department and made her way over.

As she neared it she could hear a conversation. It took her a minute (longer than she'd have liked) to catch it was Cal speaking. She heard the tail end of it. She heard it was about being in someone's office, so it had to be Professor Mikkail, right? Why were they discussing him in private without her or Willow being privvy to the chat?

She looked around and spotted the two of them. She got the sense she was interrupting something more, but went ahead anyway. "Hey guys! Sorry to interrupt what I assume was research, but I wanted to share what I found. I learned more about the Witch Trials and gathered as many documents I could. But I also found out more about Krodha. I am happy to share when you two are done....researching though." She gave a small smile that didn't quite reach her eyes.

Surely the research asked about Krodha, or Auril, wasn't ill-informed. Right?

Avengers Academy: X of Swords ⚔️

Sabine Bassard

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Location: The Court of Two Sisters
Gear: N/A
Skills: N/A

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A moment of pure bliss betwixt perilous scenarios and future bad decisions. What did it matter in this moment? Sabine was not perfect, by any stretch. She still worried she was not enough, the contest in the back of her mind, the decisions (or lack thereof) playing on her mind constantly. But she had a plan. She would reach out and ask for help, something past Sabine would never have considered.

And to have friends to do it with when her life had been filled with mistrust and wariness. The ups and downs she had faced made her who she was here and now. And Leah was right; they would be heroes. Sabine had given it a lot of thought. She wanted to pave the road for future psychics and telepaths to not be immediately distrusted, to not be painted as villains and, instead, given a chance to prove they can be good.

She also wanted to further herself, to learn how to defend herself and others with her powers. To see them grow, expand, possibly be shaped and given the potential to be more.

But that was future Sabine's problem. For now, she just wanted to dance, eat, and forget she was anything but a teenage girl, kissing her girlfriend and spending time with her friends. Tomorrow, the plan starts. Today, we celebrate.

Millicent Broadway

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Location: The Court of Two Sisters
Gear: N/A
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Millie slowed down some, but the moves kept on coming. She was unsure who was scoring this impromptu dance battle, but she had to assume she was absolutely killing it along with America."I dunno, but I think it's safe to assume we won? At least, that's the story I'm going with when I talk about this night. Oh! Let's take a selfie!" She got into position with America, holding her phone out and posing cutesy. She would show the photo to America for approval before posting, of course. Gotta get the good angles.

Millicent scanned the scene, eyeing the people she would be going to school with, their respective adults, and her own family. In a brief moment of reflection, she worried about the future. Ever since she got her powers, things shifted. She had known about how mutants were treated. Of course she did. You couldn't be a popular performer and not be up-to-date on current events. At least, if you wanted to maintain said popularity. But she was never embroiled in it. A sound clip here, a video there, expressing how sad it made you to think that there were people out there who, for one reason or another, justified or not, just hated others for things beyond their control.

And then she was attacked and her world changed. She was now receiving messages of support, from other mutants and those who supported them, as well as calls for her to either recede into the background or to....well do something dark to herself. She had received death threats before, but things escalated since then. To their credit, her aunts and uncle did their best to shield her from it and teach her how to better control her new abilities, but she still wanted to perform. Music was a light in the darkness for her. It was a way of expressing herself beyond the scope of what others did. She put all of herself into her music. To stop now was unfathomable.

She let the thoughts slide away. Now was a moment for joy and wonder. "Let's get fucking wild!"

Recruiting Again! • Rogue Row: The Fall from Disgrace • (Group Espionage RP) •

I am interested, holding this place and I'll edit with my character pitch when I have time.

Character Concept

An Internal Security and Vetting agent who caught on to some "inconsistencies" of a rising star in MI5. She pushed too hard and too quickly and the investigation showed "lack of sufficient evidence" on her part, so the person was never questioned or investigated. She was "relieved" of her current job and re-assigned, moreso to push her down and suppress her. Eventually, a scandal revealed that the agent she suspected was a bad egg and was caught up in a lot of bad stuff, but she was never given credit and another agent was given the recognition she deserved. So she is very cynical of MI5, but she still does her job.

Château de La Lune

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Millicent

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Location: Château de La Lune
Skills: N/A

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With a semblance of a plan set in motion, Millicent walked back towards the manor, allowing Brendan to catch up. She had wanted to speak to Eleanor for two reasons: The first being that she wanted to gather more information on her husband and the second to see if relaying information about Renee sparked anything. She would be careful, of course.

"Okay, let's find Eleanor. Or maybe get some food first?" Though seeing Miguel's remains didn't spark hunger, she still felt it necessary to get something in her. She had a feeing it was going to be a long day.

"How are you holding up, by the way? I can't imagine seeing that helped any, but I am glad to know what happened, at the very least. Better than running around not knowing where he was or what happened."

~ BLACK FLAGS OF THE ABECEAN ~ (A TES pirate and privateer RP…) (Interest Gathering/Potential)

@Shu lol yes. Admittedly I shouldn't have joined as I knew nothing about the system.

But I DO love TES and know a lot about it so I am more prepared this time :D

~ BLACK FLAGS OF THE ABECEAN ~ (A TES pirate and privateer RP…) (Interest Gathering/Potential)

I am interested provided you are not mad at me :(

Avengers Academy: X of Swords ⚔️

Sabine Bassard

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Location: The Court of Two Sisters
Gear: N/A
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It had been a long time since Sabine danced with someone like this.

If she were being honest with herself, it made her heart flutter. Granted, it seemed Chase was enjoying himself, playing around, but he knew his moves. She glided to the beat as he highlighted Swing to her. She had never done swing before. Chase knew his stuff. On her periphery, she could see Leah. Chase had noticed too and, after displaying some more moves, spun her over to Leah. Sabine quickly grabbed hold of Leah, both to ensure she didn't spin out of control and fall as well as to invite Leah to move. Leah asked her how to, after all. "Hey sexy. Let's dance!"

Sabine began moving along with Leah, taking it upon herself to lead in the moves she just learned. But either way, she just wanted to forget about the world outside and just...be here. With Leah. With her team. With people who cared for her and supported her. With new friends. With a night of magic and wonder.

The music died, and Sabine grew worried the party was over, but she looked and saw Vision take the stage. She was curious what he wanted to say and he began noting how many teachers they lost, including Ser Nemo. But then Vision highlighted each member of the team. Sabine still felt low, still felt down about how she was during the contest, but Vision's words warmed her. She fought off tears, not willing them to come on when she should be happy and enjoying her night. But his words were true; each of them showed true strength and courage.

Soon, the music began again and Sabine laughed, spinning Leah a bit and nearly falling over herself, drunk on happiness. "I love you, Leah," she said as she kissed her deeply. Audience be damned.

Millicent Broadway

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Location: The Court of Two Sisters
Gear: N/A
Skills: N/A

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Millicent felt herself pulled, both figuratively and physically, by America through the anti-gravity effect. If it was a dance battle they wanted, then a dance battle it shall be! "Oh heights never bothered me anyway. I've done a few aerial stunts during a show. Let's boogie!"

Millicent's moves were more pop-centered. A few twists here, some breakdancing, spins and stunts, nothing she wasn't used to during a show. It was nice to see the Young Avengers letting their hair down despite their loss. It was commendable.

Millie looked around at the new people she met, the ones she knew, and those she has yet to meet. A new school with new opportunities. She allowed herself a moment to bask in how she got here. If she wasn't attacked, would she have even known she had powers? Would she still be in the dark? And would she have been relying on her aunts and uncle to help? Or held back by her father, or worse, attacked outright?

Now here she was in New Orleans, having a dance battle, about to take part in a new school to help her.

The moment was broken up by kind words from Vision who spoke of each member of Excelsior. Millicent was proud of them. She hadn't known what happened before they got to the contest, apart from Internet rumors, but they made it. She was happy to be a part of them now.

Her eyes wandered to Danni, who was dancing with dark and dangerous, and then to April, who, she had to admit, sparked a lot of interest.

Millicent let the music, once it continued, to take her away. Losing herself in the beat. Win or lose, she was happy to be amongst others like her. It was scary, but oh so satisfying, to see what the future held.