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Why We Fall (Loosely based on The 100)

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Charlie had finally had hope that maybe they weren't all going to die. And then Athena came out of the ship. He knew her reputation well enough to know that she'd be trouble. And trouble she was. He clenched his fists as she waved the gun around. He was certain that she was unhinged or something, but before he could say anything, Rae, Tobi, and Genevieve got the first word in. Smirking as Rae dropped the knife at Athena's feet and as Tobi went off, he walked by the maniac on his way into the ship. "I think I'll take the nickname but as for your advice, I'm good. Huh, Brains. I think it suits me," he said as he moved into the ship.

He hadn't really noticed before, but the ship had gotten pretty dinged up in the crash. Pieces of the ship were lying everywhere across the floor, broken pipes and pieces of metal. He picked up a pipe and put it through his belt loop. With all that was going on today he figured having a weapon was a good bet. He moved throughout the room with pods, searching the linings for food. The smaller girl from before who'd about gotten shot by Athena was right. The pods were lined with rations, not a whole lot, but enough for a few days.

As Charlie continued walking throughout the ship, he turned to an old habit of his from back on Port Hope. When he'd been leading the teen revolutionaries, he'd assigned them ratings from 1 to 10 on their danger to him and his group. Some kids were a little to radical. He began doing that with the rest of the Juvies. Tobi was a solid 1. Dangerous to everyone else but not him. Inquisitor's Daughter was a 3. She seemed feisty but he figured not enough people trusted her anymore for her to have any backing, although he figured she could probably still stab him in his sleep. Shirtless Dude was a 1 although the girl he'd seen running off in the distance seemed suspicious. The girl who'd found the food in the pods was a 3. She seemed like she could snap and do some damage, although it appeared that her anger was more focused on Athena. Oh, and Athena. Athena was a 10.

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Avery listened as the battle for power was waged by some of the Juvies. While Rae tried to undermine the two boys' attempts at leading, Athena seemed to be lobbying for anarchy. Avery shook her head. She loved fun as much as the next girl but she figured it would have to wait. She spotted Violet through the crowd and made her way over after Tobi's rant had concluded. She figured Violet would have something to say about all this, maybe a decent idea as to how they should proceed even. Avery trusted Violet, and she didn't plan on surviving on this planet without her best friend. Wherever she went, Avery was sure to follow.

"So Violet," Avery said as she put her hair up into a bun, "Should we help your ex-boyfriend salvage supplies, or should we stay out here and get a bit of whatever Athena is on because I'm pretty sure it's really good." Avery smirked at her best friend and former cell mate as she took a deep breath of the new air that still seemed so sensational to the redhead. Well, everything seemed pretty sensational as of right now, what with seeing a real blue sky instead of the metal ceiling of her cell, and watching a girl who was probably clinically insane brandish a gun like it was nothing.

@PhunkyPhoebe

Why We Fall (Loosely based on The 100)

Will have another Charlie post up later. Maybe get an Avery one up too, if I can think of something to have her do

Why We Fall (Loosely based on The 100)

Damn Athena I'm torn between thinking if Athena is a fucking badass or a fucking nut job and both are super awesome :P

[ROLEPLAY CLOSED] - The Rise Of Camelot

Okay here's my character. Only thing I still need is a theme song but I'll get that in a bit. Let me know if there's anything that needs to be fixed.

Clarke Beaumont

~General Information~

Name: Clarke Beaumont
Other Names: None really
Real Name (If Applicable): Clarke Beaumont
Occupation: Apprentice to the Keeper of the Royal Library
Place Of Origin: Camelot
Age: 21
Race: Human
Affiliation: Neutral

Appearance - 21 Years Old:



Wardrobe Style: Clarke dresses rather plainly, not one for flashy showmanship. He tends to opt for a loose overcoat over a plainly colored tunic and some darker pants. When traveling he trades the overcoat for a dark blue cloak, one that he got from his mother some years ago. When he is invited to formal gatherings, he cleans up well, putting on clothes fit for a noble. In fact he won said outfit off a noble two years prior.

Common Clothes

Formal Attire

~Relationship Information~

Relationship Status: Single
Partner: None
Father: Gabriel Beaumont - Deceased
Mother: Lillian Beaumont - Deceased
Siblings: None
Pet/s: He has a cat named Kinsley that tends to sit with him in the library while he works, though sometimes she can be seen roaming the castle with Casper's kitten.
Other:

Kinsley

~Personal Information~

Personality: Clarke is a conflicted man deep within. While he desires freedom from the oppression that Uther has placed on all sorcerers in the realm, he is also drawn to help serve the very land that has oppressed his people. Clarke is kind, although he is hard to get to know, but once he gets to know you, he can be an amazing friend, one who'd risk his own life for yours. He's also not one to back down from a fight, and is stubborn in his ways, rarely ever admitting that he was wrong.

As far as morality goes, Clarke thinks everything is in shades of grey. He's studied history most of his life and he can recognize that often those who remain neutral in the war between good and evil came out on top. And so he chooses to walk the line. That isn't to say he dips into dark magic and does evil things, but he isn't above doing certain things for personal gain.

Strengths: History- Clarke is a whiz with all things historical, and knows quite a lot about the history of all things magical and non-magical.

Combat- Most people assume that since Clarke is a Keeper, he isn't trained in fighting. However he's been trained to fight with a staff, as well as with magic. He's good at seeing other's weaknesses in combat and exploiting them.

Charisma - Clarke has a knack for getting people to like him, and has used his silver tongue to get himself farther in court. This charisma makes him a dangerous manipulator however, one who can get the weak minded to do just about anything if he tries hard enough.

Weaknesses: Alchemy - Clarke can't make a potion to save his life. He finds it tedious work and isn't precise enough to ever get the right measurements.

Swordfighting - While Clarke was trained well with a staff, fighting with a sword and shield is beyond him. He much prefers beating people with a stick than trying to stab them with a sword that he can barely wield.

Arrogant - Clarke's biggest weakness is his arrogance. He believes himself to be right more often than not, and he is much too sure of his skills, sometimes leading to him being quickly humbled.

Magic Capabilities:
Clarke's main magical focus is elemental magic. He excels at controlling fire and water, although his earth and wind skills need some more practice. He can summon and manipulate a decent amount of fire, enough to get out of hand if not properly handled. A best approximate would be that he can summon enough fire to engulf his hand and then grow it from there, but once it gets past the size of a bonfire, he begins to lose control. In the water department, he can summon small amounts of water out of the air, about enough to fill a small cup, and he can easily control about a bucket and a half of water. He's trained himself to use magic with banned books that are only kept in the Royal Library. While he can't yet control secondary elements such as lightning and ice, he believes that he one day will be able to, with enough practice. Beyond his control of the elements, he can sense magic, although the sense is not very exact. He knows there are other sorcerers in Camelot, although he can't pinpoint who they are exactly.

Weapons:
Clarke can normally be found with his weapon on a hand, a carved birch wood staff that he often walks around the castle with. While not enchanted with any sort of magic, it was carved by one of the finest wood carvers in Camelot, and as such is extremely durable.

Brief Biography:
Clarke was born to a somewhat wealthy trader, Gabriel, and his wife, Lillian. Gabriel had always been a friend of Uther, and as such, the king and the trader's family would interact on occasion. While his family was never as rich as the nobles of the realm, Clarke had more money than your average peasant, and as such he fit right in at court.

Clarke's magical ability was not immediately apparent, in fact Clarke wasn't even aware he was a sorcerer until he had become the apprentice to the Keeper of the Royal Library. When he was fourteen his father, already left a widower when his mother had fallen ill and died a few years prior, was on his death bed, stricken with another illness. Fearing for his son's future, Gabriel had called in some favors and gotten Clarke the apprenticeship.

The death of Clarke's father was painful for the boy, as he was now an orphan. He spent most of his days in the library, sorting and reading books. It was on one of these very days when he was alone in the library that he discovered his affinity for magic. As the waves of grief finally crashed too hard onto his mind he broke down, and started throwing books across the room, screaming. Torches sparked to life with every shout and papers were swirled throughout the room by gusts of wind. When he was finished, Clarke was struck by the reality of what had just happened, but he turned his grief into ambition, working to hone his skills.

~Other Information~

Other: ?.

~Theme Song~

"?" By ?.

[ROLEPLAY CLOSED] - The Demigods of Camp Half-Blood

Obstacle Tower ~ Camp-Hafblood/

_{Interacting With: Syleste Astrea Nioré(@Vicier) and Gabriel Davidson(@Grim327)}

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Charlie was pulled from his thoughts by the voice of Syleste. “U-Uhm… excuse me, Charlie… do-… do you think you could take me over to your brother..? I… I want to wish him luck for his first quest…” Charlie grinned. He'd seen the Gabriel and Syleste train coming for a little bit now, though he hadn't yet said anything to Gabe. But now was probably as good a time as ever for them to really talk to each other, seeing as Gabe was about to go risk his life to save a bird. "Sure I can. I shall lead the way my lady," he said with a slight laugh as he took her hand and led her towards Gabe and the others.

"You know Syleste, Gabe's a smart guy. Well, I mean of course he is, but I mean he knows a good thing when he sees it, from what I can tell. And you and him seem like a good thing. Wow you know what, ignore the awkwardness of all that and just take away that I think you and Gabe would be good together," he said with a chuckle. Finally arriving at the group Charlie began speaking. "Hello brave adventurers! Hope I'm not interrupting anything important but Gabe, Syleste had some things to say to you." Smiling, Charlie stepped away from the daughter of Morpheus, allowing her to speak with his half-brother freely.

Why We Fall (Loosely based on The 100)

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Charlie's head turned as the one girl spoke up against him and Tobi, but just before he could fire off a response, Tobi took the words from his mouth. He went for the jugular, mentioning that her parents were Inquisitors, a seed that he assumed would take root in most of the Juvie's minds and lead to distrust between them and this Inquisitor's daughter.

As Tobi tore into the rest of the Juvies, Charlie stayed silent. For once he felt like Tobi could handle this crowd better than he could. After Tobi had finished Charlie began speaking again. "Look, if you all want to have a formal election while who knows what comes out of the woods to come fucking eat us or something, then be my guest. But for right now I think the more important thing is that we get the shit from the ship and go."

Charlie hopped down from the rock after that and moved over to where Tobi was talking to a girl who'd just come from the ship talking of supplies. Another girl walked up as well, offering to help with the salvage. He stood there silently, biting his fingernails as he thought about the predicament they were in. Leading a bunch of angry teenagers back on Port Hope had been easy. But these kids down here, had been screwed over by authority more times than they could count. He wouldn't be able to take charge on his own. He'd need people backing him, someone that was respected. He sighed. We'll be lucky if we survive past nightfall

Why We Fall (Loosely based on The 100)

@MidoriOhh yeah HAPPY BIRTHDAY!!

Why We Fall (Loosely based on The 100)

@Midori It's cool you didn't miss too much :)

Why We Fall (Loosely based on The 100)

Alrighty, the Tobi/Charlie collab is up.

Why We Fall (Loosely based on The 100)

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Tobi Valade and Charlie Arcadian

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Tobi had been watching all the delinquents relishing in their first experience on a planet. Some were laughing, some were crying, and some were stripping. Because, that's reasonable right? The young man was staying quiet for once, looking wistful as he finished off his cigarette. He made sure to crush the butt under his shoe, it would be ironic if they all ended up dying in a forest firee 'cause of his dumbass. Valade watched Ian and Emmerson with suspicious curiosity. Now, usually he would never discourage a girl from taking off her shirt but they needed a little common sense. Who knew what kind of animals, insects, and diseases could be on this planet?

Charlie's eyebrows raised as Ian stripped off his shirt and lit it on fire. "Yes, we should all definitely light our only clothes on fire," he said with a smirk, his voice dripping with sarcasm as Emmy went to join him. He looked around the group of fifty or so kids, looking for a certain familiar face. Charlie knew Tobi was around here somewhere, seeing as how they'd been pulled out of their cell together. Tobi was easy to pick out amongst the crowd, with his snow white hair, and Charlie moved through the other teenagers so that he could regroup with his friend. "Tobi Valade, welcome to the ground," Charlie said with a grin, "and please, refrain from stripping down for now. A group of naked teenagers in the middle of the woods can't have an excellent chance at survival."

Just when Valade was going to speak up with some sharp sarcasm, another voice beat him to it. A familiar voice at that, one of the only voices he recognized in the sea of teenagers. It looked like Charlie had made it to the ground too. A grin bursted onto his face when he saw his friend move through the crowd, Tobi moved to meet him half way. He chuckled at Charlie's quip at the teens stripping, and grasped his hand. "Charlie Arcadian you son of a bitch, nice to see ya alive. But come on, naked teenagers in the woods would be a hell of a story, eh?" In a situation like this, Charlie was a great guy to have around, level-headed and smart. He'd probably know what to do. Tobi knew what they had to do but corraling 50 or so teenagers was going to be a challenge to say the least. That's where Charlie came in, Tobi would've just ended up pissing people off when they didn't do what was needed.

Charlie chuckled at Tobi's comment about a forest full of naked teenagers, nodding in solid agreement. "Good to know that crash landing on a random planet didn't drain your sense of humour Valade. I think what's funnier is that out of all the people that could have crashed on a random planet with you, one of them is your ex-girlfriend."

"My sense of humor will be gone when I'm dead, until then, I'll please the masses." Tobi grimaced slightly and looked through the crowd until his eyes found Violet's. "Yeah my luck is about as shitty as our situation at the moment."

Charlie smirked at Tobi before turning to look out over the rest of the Juvies. He turned back to his friend, his grin replaced by a much more serious look. "All jokes aside though, we should probably get these wonderful law-abiding citizens to head north before we have a forest orgy on our hands. I can rally them up, if you can get them to salvage what we can from this ship." Charlie said, hoping his friend would agree with him. He was pretty sure that Tobi would take survival over forest orgy, but the white haired delinquent had a way of surprising his cellmate.

Tobi scratched his chin in serious contemplation, Charlie was putting him in a tough situation here. Sex, or survival, the age old question. Sighing, he decided to be reasonable for once. Girls could wait... Plus he would have to make sure they all survived first, duh. "Dammit Charlie, that's a tough one. How about we head north and then have a forest orgy? Deal?" Valade listened to Revolutionary and nodded, good plan, execution would be the difficult part.

Now the question was, how were they going to get 50 juveniles to listen to them? Tobi spotted a large rock a little away from the crowd and pointed to it. He jogged over to it, hoping Charlie would catch his drift. Tobi's strong trait wasn't negotiating, although he wasn't past beating some sense into some people to get his point across. He'd leave the talking to Arcadian.

Charlie followed Tobi over to the rock pushing delinquents out of his way. When he and Tobi were both stanidng atop the boulder, overlooking the ship and the Juvies, he cupped his hands around his mouth and began shouting. "Hey! listen up!" Charlie yelled, drawing the attention of most of the teenagers. "Most of you probably know me but for those of you who don't, the name's Charlie Arcadian. And this here is my friend, Tobi Valade," Charlie said, gesturing to him and Tobi. "I'll keep it short. Now you all heard what J said. We need to head north. So, Tobi is going to help you guys salvage this ship. Get weapons and any other supplies that might be on board. Also, one last thing. Please, keep your clothes on." Charlie stepped back from the edge of the rock, giving the floor to Tobi to inform the rest of the delinquents on how to properly salvage things. Charlie figured there were at least a few of them out there who could manage to fuck up even that simple task.

Tobi had been lighting another cigarette and wasn't really paying attention until Charlie moved back, he realized it was his turn to speak. Whoops. Valade took a few steps forward so he could capture their attention again. He exhaled a puff of smoke out of the corner of his mouth before gracefully starting with, "Oh, uh. So yeah I'm Tobi and I want to make this quick. I need a couple of you guys to come help me grab all the shit we're going to need from the ship. We dont know what's waiting for us up North but we'll need to survive long enough to get there. Any volunteers?" He hoped they wouldn't shrug them off, even Tobi realized how serious this was.

Charlie went back up to the front and shouted back out to the crowd. "We probably need at least seven more people or so to carry supplies. So if you want to volunteer, you can come on up and talk to Tobi. You have questions, come talk to me. Class dismissed." Charlie moved back and pulled Tobi aside before too many people could come gather around them. "Look I'm not sure what kind of weapons are gonna be on that ship but if you find any guns, try and keep them out of the hands of the less, stable of our delinquent friends, and I'll do the same. We don't want to start dropping in numbers right off the bat," Charlie whispered to his friend before turning away to speak to a few of the young Juvies who'd come up with some questions. Tobi nodded in agreement with Charlie's statement about the weapons. He'd have to be careful, who knew how many of these kids were power hungry, mentally ill, violent, or just straight up crazy. He would have to be careful...