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"We're undercover. This is a very important undercover operation which you are endangering just by talking to us. Look, I have a gun. I am Detective Inspector Me. This is my partner, Detective Her."
"Her?"
"Me."
"Him?"
"Not me. Her"
"Me."
"You?"
"Yes."
"I'm sorry who are you?"
"I'm Her, he's Me. Got it? Good. You better get out of here before you blow our cover. They've got snipers."

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In The Power 11 yrs ago Forum: Casual Roleplay

Quote: If We Die, We Die, But First We'll Live

Name: Astrid Bones Hallows

Nickname: just Astrid

Age: 19

Gender: Female

Height: 5'6"

Weight: 115 lbs

Ethnicity: Caucasian, about 50% russian mixed in with a variety of other european ethnicities

Sexuality: straight as an arrow

Relationship Status: single

Political Affiliation: yep, just screw them. All of them.

Religion: same as Political Affiliation, screw them all

Drugs of Choice: Hates the taste of Coffee, doesnt like drugs because she feels she is above something like that

Alcoholic Preference: falls under the categories of Drugs of Choice

Favorite Food: just about every consumable with meat. Steak, chicken, tacos, burgers, sausages, you name it she'll eat it. Not raw food though, thats gross

Major: Engineering

Clubs: N/A

Year: Sophmore

Roommates: Nicole Bishop

Occupation: student

Talents/Skills: a fairly good cook, seems to piss people off a lot,

Likes: herself, retaining the upper hand, being superior, stuff she's good at, math, solving problems(mostly her own though, screw other people's)

Dislikes: loosing control, ignorance, idiots, druggies, bullies, punks

Personality: very much a self-fish bastard. In her mind everything is about her and should be that way. She is smarter than everyone else and believes she is surrounded by incapable idiots. Most of these people will quickly wane away her short temper leaving her to explode in an anger unmatched by much.

History: Astrid grew up on the streets. Ever since she can remember the concrete had been her bed, the trash her fridge, the rats her pets. It was a hard life for a child so young. Some how though she managed to survive long enough to get into school. Once in school she found out her thirst for knowledge, and also her complete hate for those without it. Excelling in school, though alone Astrid quickly became the smartest kid in her class. She finished everything early allowing her to continue on her hunt for knowledge and began taking college classes by the time she was a sophomore.

She still had problems with the idiots at the school, but with her new classes she was spending less time being dragged down by them and more time actually learning. Of course there was no avoiding them. More than once she ended up in detention for punching a kid in the nose over something stupid they had said. Not that she regretted it.

Finally after graduating top of her class Astrid joined University of San Francisco for its cheap cost. She really hoped she could go to some place more intellectual like MIT or Stanford, but with her limited budget she was going to have trouble paying for University of San Francisco. As it was she was probably going to have to work through her entire time at college.

Power: Fire. Lots and lots of fire. She can't be burnt, she can light things on fire through friction, usually snapping her fingers. The only other way she can create fire is if her emotions get out of control(which is often)

she can create streams of fire from their hands
Fire can be utilized to manipulate flames into whatever she pleases (Ex. wall of fire) within her energy limit
she can envelop her body with fire, and then throw streams of it like a flamethrower without receiving burns. Extreme energy burner
she can throw fireballs
Focusing fireballs into smaller more intense flames for cutting and carving
anyone? please?
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Skulduggery Pleasant - The Revived



You life is not what it seems. Everything you think is real is wrong. A facade conguiled to distract the true world from the normal people. Not you. You are special. Special because of your genes. Somewhere down that long line of your family history was a little bit of something we call Magic.That magic is in you and it's coming alive. Every day growing and soon it will burst. Unless you leave your life behind. This means everything. Family, friends, everything. Because if you don't leave that life behind, you will be sentencing all of them to death.

These "special" gened people are being called the Revived. All have different powers based on what or who their ancestors were. There are many different types of magic that split into two different main branches. The first one is Adept magic and the other is Elemental magic. Most usually sorcerers have a choice about which path they want to study in until their Surge. However there is the occasional person that is born with a Adept ability and must follow in that path.

Powers


Adept Abilities



Elemental Magic


Details


Age and Names



The Surge



Sanctuaries


General


Rules:

♥Try to go with a power that hasn't been taken yet, be original
♥Romance is allowed and encouraged. Keep is pg 13 or 18+ put it in a spoiler.
♥Keep it real. If you suddenly found out powers how would you really react?
♥Go slow. The Rp will be no fun if you instantly have mastered you power so go slow and learn how to control it as the RP goes.
♥Violence is encouraged though not strictly required. Many of the powers are directed on being defensive or offensive so violence will happen, just remember you are supposed to be civilized people.
♥Please disguise the name skulduggery pleasant in the other section of your application
♥Follow the rules or you shall explode in a rain of disease and blood

Character Sheet:

Name:(given name please)
Taken Name:(what should we call you, you can decide to do this IC if you want, though it may be good to decide beforehand)
Age:(any age though within reason because before this you were a mortal (recommended: 12-50))
Gender:(male/female)
Appearance:(post a real picture. Please no anime or drawings)
Personality:(how do you act, what are you like?)
Biography:(Your story before finding out you were a Revived.)
Adept or Elemental:(if Adept please specify which path you follow. It is possible that you can follow in more than one path until your Surge)
Adepts weakness:(Adepts generally have a major downfall that corresponds to their chosen power. Ex. the ability to resist all fire and not be burnt but instantly dieing once in a body of water.)
Other:
Astrid

Astrid was laying on her back floating in the water. Flakes of dried blood slowly peeled themselves off of her skin and drifted down the river. As she was, her ears lay below the surface, blocking out most sound. It was peaceful for her in this position. Even here the birds and the sounds of the forest faded away until all that was left was the constant flowing, rushing of the water moving past her. She expected the peace wouldn't last very long. Sooner or later someone would come looking for her, wondering where she had wondered off to. Not that she cared too much what the other people thought.

A sudden movement in the trees caused her eyes to shoot open from their acute position. They snapped to the position in the woods where she thought she saw movement and realized that Joachim was standing there. Flying up onto her feet as fast as she could she spat out, "Shit Joachim!" She attempted to cover herself up, but it was much too late to take away what he had already seen. Unfortunately her clothes where on the side of the river that he was standing on, so she had to move closer to him to dress herself. Realizing that he could probably still see her naked form she swore at him again. "Fuck. Look away, look away!"

On land she half hid herself behind a tree, while quickly throwing on her clothes. "Thousand bloody arrows, don't you say anything before you walk up on a woman trying to wash blood out of her hair." After her rude awakening from her peaceful bath, her hair was splattered all across the right side of her face. Still looking at him untrusting she raised a hand to brush it out of her eyes.
working on a post right now, should get one up as soon as I catch up on all that I have missed.
sorry i havent been able to post guys, i just got on vacation and internet access is hard to get for me
Astrid

Astrid was panting hard looking around her at the dead bodies that littered the ground. Green shields, broken spears, arrows, all laying across the ground in pools of blood. Sheathing her sword she walked up to a sword that had been stabbed into the ground near Wren. Yanking it out of the ground angrily, she wondered what stupidity in herself had caused her to think she could or even should form some sort of relationship with Wren. Walking to the nearest body she stabbed it in the throat. Letting a moment go by to see if it was dead, she yanked it out and moved on to the next one. She should have just let Wren fend for herself. Independancy. That was the goal here. No strings attached, no bonds. Crunch. Another neck crushed by the end of the spear. This time with a scream. It didn't last long. She gazed into the eyes of the dying soldier with blank uncaring eyes.

As soon as Astrid had checked that every body was dead she followed the others to the stables, all the while grumbling to herself. She had killed her horse and somehow still ended up riding back to the castle. She would have much preferred to just walk home. Once again she grabbed the closest one to the door and rode out without waiting for anyone else. Before she had left the town she stopped before Atl. Jumping off the horse before him, she stood there for a second staring at him before reaching out and grabbing the "trophy" around his neck. She looked at it momentarily before stating, "You might want to hide this, the villagers aren't as strong as you and me." Turning away without waiting for a reply she hopped back on her horse and rode off.
With the castle in sight she strayed from the rest over to the left. Without a word to the gang she rode right into the woods to a stream that she remembered being nearby. Blood was caked on her face... and arms... and legs... pretty much every part of her had drying blood and it was unlikely the queen would feel the need to have a bath drawn for them. Tying the horse to a tree, she quickly stripped of her light armor and slipped into the water. It was cold, letting her known of the approaching winter, but not cold enough to prevent her from entering. Sighing she drifted to the bottom of the stream and let the water run over her. Slowly, like erosion, the hardened blood flowed off of her. Looking down the stream she could see the water turn slightly red with run off from her body.
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