RumikoOhara

DC New Generation of Heroes

Wonder what happened?

The Island

I love the assumption that the men are the evil geniuses lol

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@Fuji@Vlad P@Erklings25

When Sandy Discovered she was facing a Dolphin she had to laugh and did once she broke the surface and as she giggled she hoped her heart would settle down soon. She slid up onto the cushion again and pushed herself up so she could see around for herself and look at the creature that had fooled her because her eyes hadn’t adjusted to the saltwater before it got close.

Now I feel silly about my worry even though the chances it was a shark this early I knew were astronomical said with a giggle of relief

She heard the comment of land nearby and knew if there was one of the best signposts would be birds but also knew that whether they were flying to or from the island a tricky call and because of that she was trying to remember everything she knew about the habits of seabirds.

She quickly came up with a logical assumption and that was that like people birds had a rush hour at certain times of day and it not being morning thought it a good chance that they would be flying home at this time of day because an early start at daylight again was a trait the birds had with people. The morning sun would have heated up the surrounding landscape providing updrafts for them to use and their hunting at sea would peak around noon meaning they head for home after that time.

The birds will most likely be flying towards land this time of day so we should keep an eye out for them and then set or course by their flight path, at least that’s my best suggestion said Sandy as she paddled close to the raft

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@Fuji@Vlad P@Erklings25

Sandy had been concentrating on recovering her energy after her escape from the sinking plane when she heard a woman in the nearby raft call out shark which seemed odd to her because the fin cutting the surface trope was purely Hollywood; if a shark attacked a person or animal on the surface they prefered the stealthy bottom up approach. So twisting around and assuming the other woman was right she tried to find her investigator as a plan formed in her mind. The shark would know she wasn’t injured because she wasn’t bleeding or thrashing around on the surface and be cautious in its approach, its first bite would be exploratory as it tried to decide if she were worth the effort. Sharks weren’t the mindless eating machine people thought of them as, even a feeding frenzy had more control than many could see and it was because a shark had to protect their ability to continue to hunt.

So that in mind Sandy slid off her cushion and submerged and opened her eyes as she gripped the seat laying her body as flat with the surface as she were able to. She was beginning to clear her vision when she saw the approaching blur that was the shark or whatever it was that was coming at her. Her plan was likely to not go as she planned but if she could manage it she was going to shove the seat cushion in it’s face in the hope that it would bite the fabric and rubber and if lucky think it was how she tasted and swim away disgusted.

”They say if you’re falling you should flap your arms, who knows you might be the first to fly”

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@KahleenCuthald

Fuji hints in the opening of the ooc there will be fantasy stuff and running and praying lol

Minions Of The One True Goddess Of Chaos

Daphne

Name: Daphne Carmela Mystre

Age:21

Gender:Female

Occupation: Florist

Relationships:

Abilities:
Conjuration : Presently she is only mildly aware of this ability but understands that she is somehow causing things to appear near her which suit her needs at the time. (Shocker, its mostly tools she needs in flower arranging at present)

White Magic : (Which she calls singing it right.) She has always had a green thumb which is handy in her business and it wasn’t till she was pushed to the brink one day arranging a setting for a friend’s wedding that she discovered the special flowers which she’d ordered were wilted and in a sad song she stroked them wishing she could restore them to their former beauty and was surprised by their sudden recovery. Never one to leave things alone she tested her new found talent and was delighted to find that she could make flowers bloom or cure them of some disease, a useful talent for a florist and nothing more.

Personality: Soft spoken and sometimes confusing to those around her Daphne is considered the nicest and well mannered a young woman those who own businesses on her block know.

Active she seems to always be in a constant motion doing something and if forced to sit still she will fidget.

A Peaceful type Daphne slow to anger and few have ever seen her angry but is a legend unconfirmed that once she was in a fight with her entire 5th grade class and drove them from the classroom then had to be negotiated with by the principal before she surrendered; but as stated this is only a rumor.

Short Biography: Daphne is the Daughter of Mooncat Daffodil Mystre an activist, poet, trouble maker, well if you ask the law about her that’s the story they give.

Daphne attended public school till the age of 10 when her mom had her removed stating that the environment was disturbing her daughter’s chacra and home schooled form there.

Hers was a happy life living above the Florist store called “The Mystery of Life” which while not a wildly successful business has kept her family provided for now for nearly 80 years and was left to her by her mom when she passed away 3 years ago leaving Daphne as the sole survivor of a once thriving clan.

Many in the community worried at first that her youth would spell the end of the shop till they discovered that she could continue to provide the same service to her customers that had always been her family's hallmark, Funerals, Weddings, big event and even emergencies she never fails to deliver.

Other: Tweety (side view without decals) is a 1941 COE 1 1//2 ton Delivery truck that has been in Daphne’s family since the day it rolled out of the Dealership.

Daphne’s Courtyard

Her Flower Shop's front door

Inside the Shop

Her livingroom

Farrow's Gift

@Ambra

Actually, the 5th-grade story is based on something I once did in RL, cost me a year in the special classes. I could go into detail but it would be boring.

My grammar is I know horrible and it was checked by my meager word program and I thought fixed by that program. I don't mind the shifts in the story, I am adaptable on that level but feel if the issue of grammar is too much then perhaps it's best that I don't pollute the thread with my lack of talent and let you recruit a replacement before it's too late.

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Sandy was reading a torch romance as the plane bumped along through minor turbulence as the ocean below rolled by at Jet aircraft speeds and some of the less well traveled fidgeted worried about nothing. She knew the statistics of flight from last years traveling partner who was a worry wart who couldn’t even climb aboard the final plane flown by the State director of antiquities who was an experienced pilot who’d flown in his country’s airforce for 20 years before become a politician and could land the thing on a postage stamp. Needless to say he received a fail on his assignment and changed his major while she’d gone onto handle her’s and his work without complaint and why she was so trusted now that she’s the point man this trip.

Sighing Sandy put away her book and fell asleep knowing she needed to store as much energy as she could because from this flight she would have to change flights two more times and then travel 135 kilometers to the dig over roads meant for donkeys and barely even met up to the standards they needed.

She was asleep instantly as she always was when she decided to sleep a talent she’d developed in foster homes as she grew up in Peachtree City Georgia.

She wasn’t sure whether she woke because of the impact or the screams of her fellow passengers but Sandy knew she was in a crash so she balled herself up in the hopes that she could protect her arms and legs from damage. She wasn’t sure but she thought a rather large male passenger who was so fat he needed two seats was the soft landing she had when she was shot out of her seat and flung across the cabin. Then there was the water which rushed in filling the craft and making the need to find the exit that much more important.

She wasn’t in a panic as she swam out of the sinking plane knowing from what she’d been taught about escaping a bus in a river that it would only speed up her end by burning up her breath before she could break the surface. It wasn’t as easy as her professor had explained to extricate herself and not panic but somehow she kept her cool and soon was breaking the surface of the water and sucking down as much air as she could to fill her starving lungs.

As she drifted on the surface trying to get her bearings something bumped her from beneath and seemed bent on pushing past her to the surface and at first she thought it was one of the other passengers but it turned out you can use parts of your seat as a floatation device. Not one to pass up on opportunity Sandy grabbed the cushion and climbed aboard so she could save energy not treading water.

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OOC Name: RumikoOhara
Character's Full Name: Sandy Cooper
Nicknames: (Not so Lucky or Cursed)

Personality: Sandy is an inquisitive young woman who’s seen by her peers in college as a bookworm because she always has her Pad or a Book in her hands reading. Quiet and unobtrusive she is the perfect roommate in school especially when she is out of the country working on her Undergraduate in Anthropology (Archaeology); did I forget to mention she’s a geek girl.

Outside of the serious field in which she is seeking a Doctorate Sandy loves things like Anime, Comic Books, and Fantasy. She attends the yearly convention in Atlanta where she goes to Emory and can be seen that time of year dressed in at least three different Cosplay costumes which amuses her roommates and the neighbors and she doesn’t bat an eyelash.

But that is the Civilization Sandy because when she is on a dig she is a tireless excavator, cataloger, cook, nurse, or whatever else she’s asked to be by her professors. She is more in her element when digging through the earth of past ages and shifting the remains of someone out of the terrain than she ever felt at home.

Background/ History: Sandy was on her way to a dig and the flight her first leg as she was flying halfway around the world. Normally she would have been traveling with the rest of the Dig crew but in this instance she’s the lead element of the dig and was going to make sure they had the equipment and laborers ready and waiting for the professors and other graduate students to arrive.

Accessories: Victorian Ladies Compass given to her by her Grandmother who said it was once her great, grandmothers. Designed for ornamentation more than service it still has a beautiful needle and face which can serve as its intended appearance if you had no other.

The Island

OOC Name: RumikoOhara
Character's Full Name: Sandy Cooper
Nicknames: (Not so Lucky or Cursed)

Personality: Sandy is an inquisitive young woman who’s seen by her peers in college as a bookworm because she always has her Pad or a Book in her hands reading. Quiet and unobtrusive she is the perfect roommate in school especially when she is out of the country working on her Undergraduate in Anthropology (Archaeology); did I forget to mention she’s a geek girl.

Outside of the serious field in which she is seeking a Doctorate Sandy loves things like Anime, Comic Books, and Fantasy. She attends the yearly convention in Atlanta where she goes to Emory and can be seen that time of year dressed in a least three different Cosplay costumes which amuses her roommates and the neighbors and she doesn’t bat an eyelash.

But that is the Civilization Sandy because when she is on a dig she is a tireless excavator, cataloger, cook, nurse, or what ever else she’s asked to be by her professors. She more in her element when digging through the earth of past ages and shifting the remains of someone out of the terrain than she ever felt at home.

Background/ History: Sandy was on her way to a dig and the flight her first leg as she was flying halfway around the world. Normally she would have been traveling with the rest of the Dig crew but in this instance she’s the lead element of the dig and was going to make sure they had the equipment and labors ready and waiting for the professors and other graduate students to arrive.

Accessories: Victorian Ladies Compass given to her by her Grandmother who said it was once her great, grandmothers. Designed for ornamentation more than service it still has a beautiful needle and face which can serve as its intended appearance if you had no other.